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.˚ 𓈒 ࣪.𝝑𝝔 Can we finally call a Truce? ´ˎ˗

Percy Jackson x Fem!Hades!Reader Synopsis: Percy finally takes you on that date, who would've thought he was so romantic !!! Warning(s): some swearing Word Count: 2930 A/N: felt like adding some social media into this one, ignore all there faces, imagine whoever you want for the photos

╰➤ MASTERLIST pt4

The shower is your thinking spot. You think about anything. You think about your day, things you have to do, what you're gonna eat later, basically anything. Except now, all you could think about was Percy. The more you think about it, the more you realize how much time you've actually spent thinking about him in the past. Maybe not the way you are right now, mostly just pranking, but still. After about half an hour of standing in the water thinking of Percy, it's time to get out.

After hopping out, and changing into some clothes, you head to your room. You decided to check if you had any messages on your phone. Instead, you found a mention on Instagram from Percy.

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＠seaweedbrain • 20 min

Liked by wisegirl and others.. ＠seaweedbrain: why is this lady invading my motherland?? ＠StyxGirl View comments..

＠wisegirl: she's added the flare you can't →＠seaweedbrain: ＠wisegirl its literally my home?? →＠wisegirl: ＠seaweedbrain whats your point???

＠deathboynicoo: saying she's invading ur space after asking her out is crazyy😭👋 →＠seaweedbrain: ＠deathboynicoo maybe im bipolar?? what happened to mental health matters?? →＠deathboynicoo: ＠seaweedbrain you actually wanna be me so bad holyy🤦 →＠wisegirl: @deathboynicoo HE WHAT?? HELLO??

＠StyxGirl: when did you get these pictures of me you actual stalker →＠seaweedbrain: ＠StyxGirl she want mee🤭 →＠BeaurengardOnTop: ＠seaweedbrain me and my mama stay plotting on yall‼️

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After laughing and going through Percy's comments, you decided to FaceTime Silena and Annabeth. They pick up immediately.

"Y/N" Annabeth and Silena shouted.

"Hey guys" you said calmly, sticking out your tongue.

"Erm, explain??" Said Silena. And you did. You explained everything that happened, starting from when you pulled him out of class, all the way till when Nico sadly interrupted the two of you. He was never gonna let you live that down and you knew it. By the time you were finished their eyes were WIDE.

"Bro Nicos so funny" Annabeth was laughing so hard at that fact Nico pulled you out of Percy's grasp. "Love that kid."

"No cause let me catch him with Will" you said, making to two on the phone laugh even harder. "Let's see whos laughing then!"

After everyone caught their breathes, Silena spoke up. "So tell us, what's happening on this little date." Silena was wiggling her eyebrows as she spoke.

"Well, I actually don't know yet-" you cut yourself off when you saw a text from Percy. "Speak of the devil he just texted me."

"Well what does it say" Annabeth demanded.

'Meet me at my dorm tomorrow at 5. Wear something nice.'

"His dorm at 5. He said wear something nice" you read aloud.

"What a little romantic" Silena said.

"Gods, you and Percy are my favorite show right now" Annabeth said.

"Heyy, thats what my mom said" Silena shared happily.

"Alright guys I'm gonna go now, night night" you said

"Goodnightt" Silena and Annabeth said simultaneously.

After hanging up the phone you remembered to text Percy back before putting your phone down. You decided to grab your laptop and watch some Netflix. After a few episodes of Gilmore Girls, you accidentally dozed off without realizing.

[12:06] AM

You woke up to the sound of your phone vibrating next to you. You picked it up to check the caller ID. 'water boy.' At this hour?

"Percy?" You answered groggily.

"Oh, did I wake up, sorry I'll go" Percy apologized.

"Wait no, no. It's fine, whats up" you quickly spit out. You were now sitting up in your bed.

"Oh um, I just can't sleep, so I wanted to come over. Like last time you know" Percy asked. You smiled at the request.

"Sure Percy," you were kinda warm. "I'll be waiting." And with that you both hung up the phone. Ten minutes pass by and you get a text from Percy.

'Hey I'm here, I didn't want to wake up Nico or something.'

Without responding you, you quickly put your phone down and speedily, but quietly, ran toward the door and swung it open.

"Someones excited to see me, aren't they" Percy laughed as he walked inside.

"Hey you're the one who wanted to come over" you pointed out as you started walking to your room with Percy trailing behind. "Someone wanted a little sleepover" you started to tease.

"And you're the one who let me wake you up and insisted I came over." You stopped in your tracks, turning around to stare at Percy with your jaw on the floor. "Like you just had to ask, no need to twist my arm about it."

"Okay lets just get to my room buddy" you said as you continued to make your way back to your room.

"To your bedroom already? Buy me a drink first maybe" You let out an exasperated sigh.

"Your minds in the gutter. And let's be honest," you turned your head around to look up at Percy "you wouldn't need me to get you a drink to get you in that bedroom." You jokingly threw a flirty wink and made your way to your bedroom, almost leaving behind a flustered Percy. You jumped into your bed and Percy followed next to you.

"Anyways I'm tired come here." Percy said as he pulled you into his embrace, making you laugh. You wrapped your arms around before you looked at him.

"Wow, you really came over to sleep in my bed with me" you said.

"Well of course, why? Did you think I came over for something" Percy smirked at you. You rolled your eyes before snuggling in closer.

"No I didn't, now go to sleep water boy" you said into his chest.

Percy kissed the top of your head before saying goodnight. The both of you were out and started dreaming of each other.

[11:19] AM

When you woke up, you noticed you were alone again. You were sad until you turned over and saw a note lying on your nightstand. AW, Percy wrote you a note with your pink glitter pen. It said

'Sorry to just leave you alone, you seemed so peaceful I didn't want to wake you. I left to go set up for later, see you later styx girl ;)'

You held the note up and smiled as you read it. Styx girl was something he came up with back at camp. You hated him but the name was catchy so you didn't mind it. After finishing you put the note back down and headed out to the kitchen and found your amazing brother, Nico, making two smores pop tarts.

"I hope one of those are for me" you said.

"Oh of course your hungry" um, rude?

"I literally just woke up, what with your attitude kid?"

"No attitude. Here" he threw you one of the pop tarts and you just barely caught it mid air.

"You couldn't just leave it on a plate?" You looked at him wide-eyed as he almost just socked with you a pop tart.

"I definitely could've" he looked at you with a face saying, 'but why would I do that when I could smack you with a pop tart.'

"Okay.." you started to walk away and sat in the living room of your dorms common area. After you finish slumming down your pop tart you start slouching down on the couch and scroll through your phone.

"So Y/N," Nico stared as he creeped on over to the couch. "Do you think you could just sleep over at Percy's tonight?"

You looked up at Nico to see if he was joking but he was looking at you straight faced. "Excuse me" you asked happily, knowing why he made the request.

"You're excused" he said. You continued to stare at him till he said what you wanted to hear. And he knew what you were waiting for too. "Wills sleeping over."

"Of course I can leave the lovebirds alone!" You said as you let out a toothy, close-eyed grin. Nico just rolled his eyes and scoffed as he walked off, annoyed by his sisters teasing.

'Knock, knock'

Who could that be?

"It's Annabeth and Silena, OPEN UP" Annabeth yelled as she banged on the door. You groaned and yelled back at her as you went to open the door before it was knocked down.

"No need to break down my door, I'm right here" you said as you stepped aside to let the girls in.

"We wanted to borrow you before that little boy does" Annabeth joked.

"A little girls day, if you will. Plus we could help you get ready perhaps" Silena said.

"Alright, alright. I think I might have some face masks or something we could do." You said. You and the other two girls spent the day gossiping and just relaxing as the day flew by.

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＠StyxGirl • 10 min

Liked by seaweedbrain and others.. ＠StyxGirl: feeding my girls before I forced them to help me get ready😛 ＠wisegirl ＠BeauregardOnTop

＠BeauregardOnTop: stop acting like you didn't want us there😘 →＠wisegirl: ＠BeauregardOnTop can we talk about her taking credit for our idea for coming over?? →＠StyxGirl: ＠wisegirl no bc its not even that srs lets take it down a notch

＠seaweedbrain: yoo that girl in the last pic kinda fine who is that?? →＠deathboynicoo: ＠seaweedbrain bro this shit is NOT rizz💀 →＠seaweedbrain: ＠deathboynicoo shut tf up maybe?? →＠StyxGirl: ＠seaweedbrain hey😁 im on my way😁😁 →＠deathboynicoo: ＠StyxGirl your still going after he spoke like that to your beloved brother?? →＠StyxGirl: ＠deathboynicoo didn't you want the dorm to yourself or am I going crazy?? →＠deathboynicoo: ＠StyxGirl stay safe❤️

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You put your phone in your pocket and kept walking out to Percy's dorm. You couldn't help but smile on your way over, you couldn't believe it. Percy was setting up a date for you, you. You still couldn't stop thinking about what he said when you guys were out at the beach riding the hippocampi. How he said he should've taken you out before you guys started hating on each other. Is this something he had thought about for a while? Did he always think you were cute or something. Well if he did, it didn't show. Ha.

You kept thinking as you finally made it to Percy's dorm, and you thought it would be funny if you did it again. And by it, you meant banging on the door till there was a hole in it. Though, before you could hit the door a second time, Percy was already opening it.

"Let's calm down with that fist of fury now shall we" Percy said as he took your hand in his. "Follow me." Not like you had a choice, since he never let go of your hand and it didn't seem like he planned too. As he dragged you to this date location, you couldn't help but admire Percy. He cleaned up well. That black button down, with the top button undone and with the sleeves rolled up? Wow. You were truly a simple, simple woman.

And finally you made it, the rooftop. It was a relaxing evening. The sunset was beautiful out, the breeze was gently, and after a few seconds, you noticed it. Percy had set up a little picnic that was set on the edge of the roof giving a perfect view of the sky. "Let's take a seat" Percy said.

When you guys sat down you looked inside the basket sitting in between the two of you. Blue. It was filled blue food, mostly sweets, and it all looked so good. "So Percy is your favorite color pink, just wondering" you joked with Percy. He just laughed.

"Blue food is a tradition thing between me and my mom. Thought I'd let you in on it" Percy explained. All you could think was 'aw.' You knew how close him and his mom were. I mean he even he mouthed off your dad, the god of the underworld, to get her home. That's ballsy. You wondered what he'd think about how you've taken a liking to this boy.

"Wow, I feel so special" Percy smiled at you as you took a bite into one of the cookies. "Holy shit. This is so goood" you were basically rolling your eyes to the back of your head as you said this.

"Wow, they look good, but are you sure its cookies? Are you sure you're not hiding anything somewhere?" Percy said as he quiet down and tried to listen for a suspicious noise. It took you a second to understand his joke before you smacked him in the arm with a shocked look on your face.

"Wow! You expect that on a first date! What do you think I am? A blasphemous whore?" You and Percy leaned over on each other, laughing so hard you couldn't breathe. As you both calmed down you spoke up again. "No but really, these are really good."

"It's my moms recipe, I was worried I would mess it up so I made her stay on the phone the whole time I made them." Percy said.

"Aw you called your mom to help you with a date" you said. His little mama's boy side was something you always liked about him. Wait.

"Yeah I did, she's like Annabeth and Silena. Always pestering me about you" you stared at his with admiration.

"You would talk to her about me" You asked, you were probably grinning from ear to ear.

"Of course I told my mom about the girl who was threatening to kill me every few seconds. She even knows about the snake in my bed." you started laughing.

"Well, I'm glad we're both past that." You laid back and looked up at the sky that was now covered in stars. Percy followed after you. "The views amazing."

"Yeah" Percy said in almost a whisper. You turned to you when you realized he was looking at you when he said that. Making you the amazing view.

You playfully smacked his arm and rolled your eyes before shouting out "woow you're soo cornyy" you giggled out. Percy started tickling you viscously.

"Take it back" Percy didn't stop, not even till you were out of breathe.

"Fine, fine, I take it back. You're not corny, you're the most romantic man I've ever met" and with that he finally stopped. Not before getting you to lay relaxingly on his chest. You were now both stargazing and just enjoying each others presence.

"I'm glad we did this" you said.

"Me too" Percy said as he kissed the top of your head. After he did that, you leaned up on rested on your elbows while your head hovered his. That's when Percy brought his hand to behind you neck and pulled you in. You guys started making out softly. As it went on for longer, it got more intense. You swung one leg over and straddled him. Both your hands in his soft hair while hands gripped on your waist. Slowly sliding lower as he gripped on the top of your thighs and pulled you closer..

[8:51] PM

You were sitting up in Percy's bed, in Percy's shirt, scrolling through your phone. Wow, on a roof. Not expected at all. Finally, Percy walked back in the room wearing a pair of sweats and laid down next to you. He looked at you with stars in his eyes. He lifted his hand up and making soft circles on your neck, tracing the newly formed purple spots on it.

"I stand by what I said the other day, you looked good in my clothes. Maybe even better with no pants on" as Percy said that, you took the hand that was tracing circles and threaded your fingers threw it.

"Aw you don't think of me as a blasphemous whore even after doing it on the first date."

"I could never think of you like that."

You slide over and sat on top of Percy again. "AGAIN?" he looked at you with a shocked face, but not actually shocked of course, just messing with you. You softly smacked his chest before laying down and just relaxing. You closed your eyes and just embraced Percy.

You guys were quiet for awhile before Percy asked "soo, what now? What are we?"

"What do you want us to be?"

"I'm not letting you leave this dorm if you're anything less than my girlfriend." Percy started sitting up, making you do so as well. You couldn't believe what you were hearing, maybe just a little. "I let us go around and hate each other for years, I'm not missing my chance again, so please, let me just be your boyfriend."

Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy. SHIT. These few days have been insane. It truly didn't take long for Percy to make you feel things you never would have expected to feel for him in a million years. Who would've thought a night of drinking would've brought you together. Definitely not you.

"I mean if you reallyy want to be, then, yes you CANN be my boyfriend." You were trying your best to finish your sentence without giggling. This second you stopped talking Percy just grabbed your face and kissed you fiercely. You could feel each others smiling as you did so. And suddenly you were back to laying down and Percy was back on top of you.

You now had a boyfriend and his name was Percy Jackson. And you couldn't be happier.

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Did I eat be honest. Maybe pt 5 if the people still want it.

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Once More Into The Breach - ||.

🗡️ You aren’t fully convinced that the woman in front of you is the same person you met in the woods. The same Ellie that chased you, taunted you, and promised to take your life. No, this Ellie was someone else entirely.

! 18+MDNI !

contents include: reader is referred to as “woman” once, lowkey stockholm syndrome, choking…..swearing, nightmares, violence, blood, angst, tranquilizers, guns, cages, bossy!ellie, bratty!reader, gay people being gay. (tw!men🤢)

WC: ~6k

a/n - IM SORRY THIS TO ME FOREVER. this (and a lil of the next) chapter is inspired by/loosely based on an episode of the abc hit tv show lost. i hope you guys enjoy, and make sure to tune in for the final chapter coming idk when but hopefully not as long as it took me to get my shit together and write this one :,)

(thats where the SMUT comes in ;)) -ace xx

read pt. 1 here

divider creds! - @cafekitsune from the river to the sea

leafy green blades make up the perimeter of your field of view. in the center of your vision, a sort of blackhole pulses whilst being engulfed by the foliage of the forest. you’re running. floating? impossibly fast. directly towards the seemingly vast nothingness. however, you never reach it. you double your inhuman pace and yet, nothing. oblivion, just a few steps infront of you, then it streatches appearing miles away, then back again. merely meters from where you step. a fucked up kind of tunnel vision. the vast change causes a swelling that makes you sick. but you cant stop running because something is chasing you. right?

“ellie!”

a venemous taunting shout. yet, the name rings sweet. you know that name. how do you know that name? more importantly who does it belong to? questions for later. all that mattered in this moment was the will to continue sprinting whilst overcoming the increasing nausea you felt due to a flaw in your eyesight. your thoughts are disrupted again by the second shouting of that same name, dragging this time.

“ellllllllieeeeee.”

its much closer now. paces away. you dont hear foot steps behind you but you are sure of it. whoever or WHATever was calling out in the forest would catch up with you.

but you knew that. because it already happened.

“ellie.”

a whisper in your ear. scarily close. as if she was centimeters away. her voice tickles your skin sending a cold shock up your spine that has you shooting upright, clutching your chest in search of air that your terribly vivid nightmare had stolen from you and you cant help but scream the first thing you can. the only word you remember-

“ellie!”

over and over and over again.

your screams come to a halt when the door slams open. it happnens before you realize there is even a door there. before you realize you’re in a semi empty room, alive. before you realize its her. its ellie.

she has fury in her eyes, stomping towards your direction with an unparalleled intensity. leaving you with barely enough time to fully grasp her existence before her hands find their way around your throat. as they have many times before.

“shut. the. fuck. up.” her face is leveled with yours, inches away. eyes pierce into yours threatening an ulterior motive as your screams dwindle into a mere whimper of her name. reality isnt quite tangible yet. you stink of confusion and are unable to bring your self to complete silence, causing you to babble still. “ellie?ellie..llie…” you mumble quietly reaching out to grasp the womans body infront of you searching for something, anything to bring you back to reality.

her gaze softens. ellie had a thing for damsels in distress. “shhh-shhh im right here.” ellie coos and brings both her hands to your cheeks. she probably shouldn’t be doing this, reluctant to frighten you due to the fact that her initial intentions with you were to take your life. as well as the fact that she rendered you unconscious, knocking you out cold and into your current state. shaking and terrified.

but you find solace in her calloused fingers that graze your cheeks anyway. a simple gesture aiding in your need for relief. “ellie?” you question. you aren’t fully convinced that the woman in front of you is the same person you met in the woods. the same ellie that chased you, taunted you, and promised to take your life.

no, this ellie was someone else entirely. she holds your face as if its glass, staring at you as if you were a stray animal she was to rescue. “yes.” she replies softly, stroking your cheek with her thumb. “i- i dont-.” Its all coming back to you now. and you cant help but feel overwhelmed by the sudden shift in her behavior. an overwhelming difference in demeanor, causing you to feel a familiar kind of nausea that you felt due to the tunnel vision in your dream. “shhhhhhhh-” ellie smooths her thumb across your forehead coaxing you into silence. “-you need more sleep.”

“ellie…..” her name leaves your lips again and this time she grins. its a small plea. ellie knows you only chant her name like this out of pure delusion, body and mind not fully adjusted to your consciousness. it doesn’t matter to her though, you call her name like you needed her to keep you safe. that was something she hadn’t felt in a very long time. it was a feeling she missed, but didn’t know it until now. ellie missed playing protector.

ellies grin stretches a little further and an image of a much more evil smile flashes in your brain. it was hers. that shit eating grin from your last encounter in the woods when she looked at you with killer anticipation, ecstatic to hunt you for sport. fear fills your eyes.

“y-you...you were going to kill me…” both of your bodies remain in this confusing embrace. your body tenses, afraid that her plans hadn’t changed. in fact she seemed so determined to dispose of you the last time you laid eyes on her you were certain your fate would remain the same. so when you see her entire body fill with regret at your question, it takes your breath away for a moment.

ellies breath hitches and her head falls lower for a moment, shifting the soft red locks atop her head downwards, creating a curtain for her eyes to hide behind. but the green of them cant help but shine through as ellie peers up at you. she looks almost embarrassed now. a sort of sadness floods her eyes, and her brows furrow in search of the right words to say to you in this fragile state. you watch her struggle internally for a moment, slender fingers still cupping your cheeks. her gaze drops pathetically after failing to find a way to explain. “I was-“

you flinch slightly and begin to pull away but ellies grasp tightens. “but Im not going to anymore okay? i promise.” she shakes away her fringe and bores her eyes directly into yours, hoping praying you could see how much she meant what she promised. the intensity of her actions was too distracting for you to feel anything but a giant lump in your throat.

you can’t help but widen your eyes at the vulnerability you feel from her right now. why did she change her mind? was it something that happened while you were unconscious? it felt like something of a miracle that someone could have this big of a change of heart. “why?”

her eyes close followed by a deep sigh, hands retracting from your cheeks at your inquiry of her motives with you. silence fills the room as she formulates another impossible answer to your question. ellie anticipated that her future would soon be filled with complicated inquiries, all equally difficult to surrender a truth to.

you use this time to observe her complexion.

ellie was, to say the least. captivating. old scars, fresh cuts, tanned freckles, sunburn spots, cover her completely. a blanket of damage engulfing her yet somehow, in this moment, she was ethereal. under the blue- grey cloudy light emitting through the cabins curtains, it paints her skin a pale shade of purple. you wonder how it was possible for someone so tortured, so calculatedly evil could be so elegantly featured. so…soft. uh oh.

you can almost find comfort in the fact that ellie was definitely one to be desired, even though the current situation betwixt you two was undoubtedly toxic. just as you start to grasp her a little harder, ellie begins to separate her body from yours. unable to give you the answers you wanted she decides it probably best if she distances herself. “im sorry, Ill give you some space.” as she slips away from your grasp you realize space is the last thing you wanted. to your surprise you missed the feeling of the strangers hands on your cheeks.

“wait!” you exclaim weakly, just loud enough for her to hear. “stay?” the feeling of embarrassment overcomes you moderately. you couldn’t believe that you were giving in so easily to someone you didn’t know if you could fully trust. someone who was prepared to leave you for dead just hours before. to tell the truth, you had always been a sucker for a pretty face. at this point you were sure it would be the death of you. “please.” you sigh, giving in to your need for her to be close. ellies body relaxes at your request.

she steps close to you again, then raises her hand to its former spot on your cheek. ellies breath quivers as she lowers her head meeting your gaze in search of any reluctance to have her close. that evil cloak formally adorning her eyes had been shed. no longer did they sought out to bring you fear, but offer immense amounts of care. you were convinced those eyes could say a thousand different things in the blink of an eye.

after staring for a few seconds she notices with each passing moment how desperate you become. she could tell your request had purpose. everything in your eyes showed how scared you were to be left alone. so she grants your wish. how could she not? after everything ellie put you through…you were owed.

a tilt of her chin in an upwards motion directs you to move over in order to make room for the woman on the bed next to you. when ellies hand leave its place on your cheek you cant help but shiver at the cool breeze replacing the once comfortably radiant feeling her palm offered you. you awkwardly shift as much as you can before ellie lifts the covers and crawls under, sharing cover with you. its warm. “better?” her voice vibrates through the mattress and you sink into its comfort. despite it being old, it offers a perfect amount of firm and softness needed for you to drift to sleep. you hum as ellie brings the blanket up to your shoulders. she tucks you in and leaves nothing but your head poking out of the covers and watches carefully while you doze off. the warmth of the blanket and ellies rapidly growing body heat overcome you.

you chuckle at the thought of how comfortable you felt in this moment. snug as a bug next to the woman you were sure was going to take your life. “what?” you hear her ask above you, amused by your sleepy outburst of laughter. but you dont answer, instead you lull yourself to sleep, and you realize, that if you listen close enough…..if you held your own breath and focused realllyyyy hard. you could hear the rapid thumping of ellies heart next to you. beating almost twice as fast as yours.

….

day ?

am i crazy? is she crazy? god my head hurts.

ask ellie about WHY SHE WAS HUNTING YOU.

day 3

ellie says i cant leave. head still KILLS and sleeping is the only thing that helps. but when i sleep, i dream. she’s always there, ellie. the scary ellie. i wish she would let me go.

day 4

today was exhausting!!!! i got lost in the woods trying to hunt. stupid fucking clicker almost took me out but ellie saved my ass. i didn’t even know she was there. i think she was watching me????……sort of glad she was.

does this chick know how to have a conversation? she’s seems scared of me. kind of ironic……

day 6

ellie kept staring at me and scribbling in her journal? sketchbook? whatever. i think she was drawing me? i tried to ask but she gave me her usual

FUCK OFF

i may have teased her a little too hard

i saw an owl tonight. it was real close and stared at me for a while! ellie said she doesn’t like owls. who doesn’t like owls?

day 7

ELLIE IS A FUCKING

A S S H O L E

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A S S H O L E

day 8

8 WHOLE DAYS. i need to get out of this fucking cabin. i found where i need to go. if ellie won’t let me, then ill have to find a way to go without her.

leaving here without ellie knowing is going to be harder than i thought.

day 9

i miss home

ellie knows how to make a mean canned ravioli. shes still an ass though.

day 10

ellie says we can go tomorrow! we are leaving this STUPID! FUCKIN! CABIN! im nervous to go back out in the forest but i feel safer with ellie around. she’s pretty good at this whole survival thing. i think that’s why she’s so hard to read sometimes. who knows the last time she let herself care for someone else instead of just looking out for her own ass. i can tell she is trying, but there hasn’t been a single day that’s passed where we haven’t fought about something big or small. ugh i wish she would just stand there, look pretty, and listen to me from time to time. but no. its always ellie knows best.

we will see how that flies outside of these shitty wooden walls.

day 13

i can’t feel my feet anymore. we have been walking for three days. the good news is that’s all i do. ellie insists on taking care of everything else. the hunting, cooking, scouting whatever. i think she likes it.

she can actually be funny when she’s not constantly acting like a hard ass.

on our first night out in the woods she snapped on me again. i was making too much noise and she thought choking me was the most effective way to shut me up. the woman has a thing for wrapping her hands around my neck. it worked. but it didn’t feel nice. she apologized, i could tell she really meant it. really actually regretted hurting the only decent company she’s had in years. shes been tolerable ever since then. almost sweet even, at night..we huddle for warmth. she swears its so we don’t get sick out here in the forest, but i think she sleeps better knowing im close.

day 14

today was perfect? me and ellie stumbled upon a waterfall and decided to leave the hiking alone for today. theres no rush to get anywhere anyways. we swam all day and when we got tired of that i watched ellie draw the falls in her journal/sketchbook

shes really good.

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day 15

“ellie i know how to tie my shoes.”

“oh yeah? why do you trip every 10 minutes then?”

“i have flat feet.”

“oh fuck off.”

“cant. m’feet hurt ellie.”

ellie finishes her double knot on your right shoe mirroring the one she did on your left, then slaps the side of your foot and brings herself back to a standing position. you observe her handy work as she adjusts the pack on her back and shoots you a slightly embarrassed smile. ellie had made a habit out of babying you these last few days. “lets move you poor thing.”

and you two were back to walking. it was never ending. up hills, over rivers, down slippery slopes and rocky trails. night and day thats all there was. the only real obstacle in your way in this vast forest, endless and endless amounts of walking. you and ellie hadn’t encountered clickers, spores, even a wild animal or god forbid a-

“stop.”

ellies body freezes. each muscle straining in response to her cat like senses. you come to a halt at her command. “what-”

her body whips around in blink of an eye. her stance takes a quick sliding step in your direction, eyes blazen and afraid. a shivering pointer finger placed on her lips brings you to complete silence “shhhhh.”

her head nods indicating for you to mirror her actions. normally you would question her motives, how you hated being left in the dark. ellie had a habit of not clueing you in on what was going on around you. but in this moment you could see that whatever inquiry you had as to what prompted ellies stark change in behavior would do you no good.

so you obey her command. a quick raise of your own index finger to the plush of your parted lips and you hold your breath. ellie’s digit floats to the side of her head, tilting her fist so she’s pointing to her right ear. her mouth moves but there isnt an audible release. she over articulates a single word.

“listen.”

and everything is radio silence. suddenly the buzz of nature around you becomes muffled, almost as if you adjust your ears to seek out a different frequency. your eardrums are searching for something, a sound that would indicate a potentially troublesome scenario. why else would ellie make you tap into that specific sense?

then you hear it. louder than the wind, or the birds, the rustle of leaves. footsteps. human footsteps. the kind that are quick and sneaky, calculated. you hear them all around you.

you can’t help but remember, at one time in your life, the crunch of leaves under your feet during walks in autumn was a sound that brought you comfort. so satisfying. you always thought, the moment your foot came in contact with a perfectly crisp pile of leaves left in your wake. ripe for the stomping. now, that sound filled you with fear. crisp, calculated, creepy, crunching invading your ears. autumn would never be the same.

ellie can see you understand her motives when a look of terror seeps through your stare. “we are gonna have to ru-“

before a full sentence can leave your protectors lips. a whizzing sound zips through the air and falls flat, with a dart piercing ellies neck. her eyes roll into her head and her body goes limp, crashing onto the forest floor.

theres not enough time for you to scream before theres a sharp pain on your own jugular, and your own consciousness surrenders to black once more.

…

drip.

dr-

a cool splattering on your forehead prompts the slow opening of your eyes. fuckkkkk everything hurts. u groan in pain. a guttural ugly moan of despair. you felt as if you had been laying on bricks.

it takes a moment for your eyes to adjust, the first thing you notice is trees. vines, leaves blanketing your vision. theres something else though, something disrupting your ideal image of the sky. the heels of your palms rub into your eye sockets attempting to ease the blur. it works. but suddenly you feel much worse at what the betterment of your eyesight had to offer.

thick. black. steel bars. caging you in. every which way save the ground beneath you. you were literally, in a cage. sitting up takes more effort than it should. your hands smooth over the cool concrete bed underneath you in attempt to bend upright. then you realize this is no ordinary cage. might as well have been bricks you thought as you realized this was a cage designed not for humans, but for animals.

“never thought id be an attraction in a fucking zoo.”

thank god. THANK GOD. how you managed to avoid death twice was a miracle to you, even if you were in a cage. but to hear her voice? and be in one piece? “thank god, ellie? thought you were dead back there.” you squint in front of you, eyes not acclimated to the distance ahead of you. “sorry love, cant get rid of me that easy.”

cheeky, for someone in a very, unfortunate scenario. “been up long? seen anything?” you ask the woman hopeful for some answers, then her figure fades into view. her cage is the same as yours. overgrown and dirty, unfathomably uncomfortable. her shoulders drop and she shakes her head. “nah, been up for hours and nuthin’. im itching to see what these assholes look like.” her leg bounces up and down in an impatient- ticking sort of way.

i bet its been a minute since ellies had a real good fight.

“easy. they shot you with a tranquilizer dart from a pretty far distance ellie. we need to be smart about this.” ellie shoots you a distasteful look, one that reads; you dont think i can handle them? like she hadnt been the one taking care of you for two whole weeks. as if she didnt prove how good she was it this sort of thing from the moment you met her. ellie was ready to blow her fuse. “im only saying this cause i care-“ you state hoping to avoid conflict.

“-and i want us to live.” a scoff from the woman in the parallel cage. she breaks her death stare. “well ain’t you sweet.”

you can tell she’s still a little aggravated at your doubt, but you brush it off. ellie was as stubborn as they come. you had bigger things to sorry about than her fragile ego. the longer you two argued about nothing the worse your chances of leaving this cage got. you were eager for a taste of freedom. this prompted you stand on your makeshift concrete mattresses and attempt to scale the slippery rusted bars of your enclosure.

“stop it.” ellie says in a low, threatening tone. amused by her order, you cant help but scoff. this coming from the woman who was ready to throw hands with your mystery captors? as if. “make me, ellie.” it hits her ears like nails on a chalkboard. for once theres nothing she can do about your act of retaliation against her commands. your attitude triggers ellie to a stand and she quickly grips the bars of her own cage, squishing her face through the gaps, as if she was attempting to squeeze her way out. “i swear to god princess your gonna get us in fucking trouble. now get. down.” her body shakes as she strains her words.

nothing. you refuse to obey. your grateful for the barrier separating you two. at this moment your certain if ellie could have her way with you, her hands would be at your throat forcing you into submission. but right now? you were determined to save both your asses. even if it meant the auburn haired woman would be a complete and total cunt about the whole thing. watch you thought. watch me get us out of here and then you wont be ordering me around like a fucking baby.

“god damn-weren’t YOU the one talkin about being smart?” shes panicking now, running her fists through her hair in a fit of stress. ellie is pacing whilst watching how you maneuver your way up the slippery steel bars. if your captors didnt end up killing you for your attempt to escape, the impact of your skull on a stray rock or broken branch would. “prettyuh- good at climbing y’know…used tommph!.” a faulty grasp of your left hand slings half your body backwards. you catch yourself, and recover.

“jeeesus woman. just shut up and climb.” you smile a bit as you find your grip again. finally ellie was encouraging you, in her own way. you can hear her mumbling under her breath. “cmon..cmon..cmon…” the impatient ticking inside her returns tenfold. she bites her thumb-nail as her eyes are trained on your every move. each time your hand leaves its place on a bar ellie loses her breath. and can only exhale a shaky shallow release of oxygen when your hand secures is grip around the next pole.

this pattern goes on for two minutes. it felt like two hours to you both. ellie, bracing herself for you to fall. you, losing strength fast. but theres a sort of dent on one of the bars and you think its enough room for you to wiggle through. you think. you hope. “allllmosssttt…..got it!”

the little amount of strength you had left allowed you to hoist yourself up and through the steel bars of your cage. once most of your body is through you sit on the barred roof and catch your breath. “oh shit yea, baby!” ellies hand slaps the wall of her cage in celebration if your success. then she clears her throat at the accidental slip of her petname for you. ellie had called you many names, but baby? that was a first. she clears her throat and avoids eye contact with you. “careful coming down…”

you grin at her antics. ellie was obviously impressed, but she wouldnt say that. words werent exactly ellies strong suit. compliments left a sour taste on the womans tongue, it was hard for her to extend gratitude onto others. for whatever reason that was, was beyond you. luckily you had enough time to observe how she extended her appreciation in other ways over these past few weeks. ellie wouldn’t praise you verbally outright, but she had a wave of showing it. in her own way.

you make quick work of maneuvering over and off your cage in attempts to free ellie, a sigh of relief leaves both of your mouths when your feet hit the ground outside your cage with a thud. you brush off any remnants of grime on you and make your way to ellies cage. urgency was of utmost importance as of now, but you couldn’t help but slowly creep towards ellies cage. inching towards her like she was the wild animal they built the enclosure for.

“you gonna let me out?” ellie says is like she’s certain you will ditch her. her head bows in shame. i shouldve seen this coming, she thought. it wasnt until you heard the fear in her voice did you remember that this was an even opportunity you had. the ability to runaway from the trapped woman who had held you hostage long before you found yourself in the confines of your most previous resting place. you could leave it all behind now, leave ellie, now. how could you forget she was never apart of the plan? and so it was decided.

your back turns to ellie and you retreat 5 steps closer you the direction of your cage, towards the vast forest. you stop once you hit a pile of sizable rocks. sturdy enough to do damage, but small enough to hold in your hand. you bend at the knees to spare your back and pick up a rock that fits your standards and hold it firmly in your grasp. You watch as the skin on your fingers mold themselves around the muddy black stone, veins protruding as your grip tightens.

of course you couldn’t leave ellie. it had felt as if she was always there. like she was supposed to take this grueling journey to a save haven with you. and as much as you hated to say it, the woman knew how to survive. something in you thought maybe, just maybe you two were supposed to meet in the woods that stormy night. maybe ellie was meant to chase you, keep you, then show you the way to safety. maybe this thing between you two (whatever that was) was the key to both of your survival.

it was that moment that you realized, even though she did everything in her power to be tough, fierce, fast, clever….independent, that maybe ellie needed you, just as much as you needed her. so with one fell swoop of your arm, you hit the rusted latch with the compact sediment held tight in your palm, breaking the lock on your first try. “your like, kinda really fucking strong.” ellie says as she slowly opens the gate and watches as you heave from over exerting yourself. you drop the rock and scoff at the way she decided to phrase her remark.

“jesus-“ you grab ellies hand softly, in a grip thats so delicate because there was barely any strength left in your hands to make a full fist. “-shut up. cmon.” and as ellies own hand wraps itself around yours, you knew it was too good to be true. all of it. the ease of escaping, the warmth of her palm in yours. the skin. so when the back of a rifle came in contact with the side of ellies jaw not even two steps out of exiting her cage, you cant say you were surprised. shocked? yes. at the quickness of it all, and the blood.

her jaw unhinges to the left and her head spins to the side in the blink of an eye. blood spews from her lips, droplets flying so far to the side its enough to make you scream bloody murder. and you do. it’s milliseconds before your protector is on the ground due to the impact. you want so desperately to go to her, to make sure she was alright. but first things first.

you take a good quick look at ellies attacker and decide you had enough strength left to take him on. he was an older man, grey in all the places hair sprouted. (not that there was much of that going on anyway) he is wrinkly and sun scorched with a protruding gut. the kind of gut that was begging for your boot to kick it so hard that the old fuck would burst right then and there. you could take him, easy.

your body primed to pounce on the man but before you had the chance to let your fists fly yet another culprit in this fucked up kidnapping decided to rear its head. a tall blonde haired woman equipped with her very own rifle emerges into your peripheral, her gun is pointed directly at your head. “i wouldn’t.” your jaw tenses and your freeze.

ellie recovers from her injury inhumanly fast. her legs spring up and her jaw hangs open, maneuvering slightly to try and ease the throbbing pain the rifle left there. when she’s fully standing she spits blood directly into the ugly old man’s face. your heart rate picks up as you watch her wipe away the remaining blood oozing from the side of her lips with the back of her hands. ellie seethes. “you’re fucking dead.” and there it is.

gone is the ellie you had come to know over these past two weeks. it happens in a matter of moments. just as fast as the rifle collided with her jaw. just quick enough for the human eye to catch it. you watch as ellies soul leaves her body and all that remains is that empty shell of an evil, evil woman. and it scares you.

its almost as if she became superhuman. ellie takes not one punch, not two, but three full throttle swings from this full grown man, but nothing stops her charge. as a fourth hook was underway the relatively small target of a woman dodges it as swift as a bird then pacts a full impact punch to the old mans side. directly at his rib cage. you want to look away, the violence of it all stings your eyes. ellie isnt even ellie anymore, infact your sure in the state she is in pain isnt a factor for her at all. but every punch that lands on ellies body is like a stab to your heart. even if you were afraid of what she was capable of. especially right now, when the man had begun to get the upper hand on ellie making her fall flat to the earth.

“STOP!” you’re thrashing, screaming for the man to cease his assaults, but he doesn’t. infact it appears as every punch that followed pacts more force than the one before it. each time the mans fist retracts from ellies face more blood coats his knuckles, more of ellies blood. its a chilling sight. “please…youre going to kill her…” you’re sobbing now. the thud of each assault leaves a stain on your eardrums, but then you hear ellies laugh.

she heaves these unintelligible fucking giggles. menacing, drenched in mockery she is finding comedy? in this moment? life practically draining from her and shes filled with what can only be described as a humorous disposition. ellies chuckle starts off weak but builds the more hysterical she becomes. finally the man stops the fist flying.

“what the fuck…” the man groans, hes genuinely disturbed by ellies behavior, everyone is. its silent. theres the white noise of the forest, the birds, and ellies evil, delirious laugh. its terribly incoherent now, interrupted by the occasional hum to catch her breath. the girl had lost it. ellie was in a fit of her own delusions. the man tugs the top half of ellies limp body forward with a bunching of her clothes in his fist, directly under her neck. ellies laughter remains, her head bobs at the lack of support beneath her neck.

now this was an ugly man. the kind of man that gave you a bad feeling just by looking at him. the apocalypse had not been kind to his features. given his age you had deduced he must’ve seen alot in these trying times. right now however, the way his disturbingly unsettling face twists in shock as he observes her up close, you knew he had never seen anything quite like ellie. “this one’s lost it. not worth the trouble.” then he drops her back onto the muddy ground.

now you can breathe.

“get em cleaned up. and for christsakes make it snappy, linus wants them on rock duty.” then he was gone. that ugly, old, dirty, fucking- “get up.” before you could make sure ellie was okay the tall blonde had a stone grip on your warm and was pulling you in the opposite direction of the only thing that made you feel safe. you didnt care where they where taking you, whatever the hell “rock duty” meant, or what day it was. the only thing on your mind, was ellie.

unbeknownst to you, the only thing on ellies mind was the thing that constantly plagued her. the one thing that destroyed her time and time again. the thing that took away the ones she loved most. It ate and ate away at her until all that was left over was…

the only sign of life from ellie was her continuous mumbles of threat. you could hardly make out what she was saying as you were tugged away from her. you aren’t positive, but you could’ve swore you heard her say something along the lines of-

“gonna get you…”

“fucking dead….”

“……youre mine…..”

ellie had gone numb a long, long time ago. her taste for blood, revenge, the hunt….never really fully satiated. theres was no doubt that spending time with a group of raiders only made that craving worse. of course ellie didn’t want to become the thing she spent her whole life running from, but letting go of her wrongs felt so far out of reach for the poor woman. the more ellie tried to forget her past the more it haunted her, she became an amalgamation of regret and anger. ellie thought her brain was trying to tell her that was the life she deserved. this is what you’re best at, this is who you are.

so, as ellie lied in the muck mixed with her own blood, staring up at the breathtakingly blue sky, all she saw was red. im gonna kill every last one of these fucks. she thought of the most sadistic ways of getting back at the people who had brought her (you) here. even ones she has yet to lay eyes on. that didn’t matter to ellie though, she was going to rid the planet of yet another hoard parasites that tried to have its way with her life (your life). needless to say ellies immunity sometimes got to her head.

“get her up and hose her down, she lost the right to a real shower.” that was the last thing ellie heard before all the hurt she had tried so desperately to ignore finally consumed her. the last thing she heard before passing out due to the blood-loss and excruciating pain. ellie let herself succumb to the bloodlust fantasies hallucinations firing around her brain, and barely put up fight as her heavy lids sealed shut.

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a/n: ahhhhhhh i hope u enjoyed pls lmk what u think in the comments! (be nice) ayo why they always passing out tho ????? what do u think will happen next 👀 …..any inconsistencies u notice from pt1 to this are beyond me ! im sorry i literally took a 3 month break in btw chapters ! (not me going awol for 3 months and still depriving u of smut :/ crying i promise next chapter i WILL deliver) -xx ace

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luvyeni · 1 year

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DLMLU; LEE FELIX

pairings. toxic!felix x lovesick!reader

wc. 821

warnings. gaslighting, cheating, mentions of sex, THIS IS FICTION PLEASE RUNAWAY IF SOMEONE TREATS YOU LIKE THIS

authors note. based on the song dlmlu by stray kids, i've been thinking about making something since it came out. THANK YOU FOR 1K FOLLOWERS 🎉! i can't believe i gained so many in such a short time, thank you for reading my works <3!

with that gaze of yours, full of hurt

"you're home?" you sat on the couch in the apartment that you shared with your boyfriend, who was currently walking through the door, looking like he clearly out doing the same thing he always did, this time he barely hid it. "you smell like whoever she is this time."

he sighed, tossing his keys to the side, rubbing his temples. "don't start this okay, you don't know what you're talking about."

you stood up, scoffing. "really, do you normally go out smelling like— what is it this time? cherries and vanilla." your voice cracking as you began to tear up.

"you, promised."

"i'm sorry." you laughed, that's you could do, it was comical really. "sorry, you're sorry, if you were sorry you'd fucking stop, you wouldn't leave me here for days on days without a call or text." you yelled.

"you're making this a big deal, she didn't mean anything." he yelled back, tugging at his hair in frustration. "please just listen."

"you said it didn't mean anything the last time, or the last time or the fucking time before that, how many times is it not gonna mean anything felix, how many!"

he saw the hurt in your eyes.

please, run away before i end up breaking you

he knew you were right, he was wrong to keep doing this to you , hurting you like this.

you and felix met when you both moved to korea years ago, you both were new to the country, so you had a lot in common, so you relied on each other, being away from your familes you leaned on each other for everything.

your friendship quickly turned into a full blown relationship, and next thing you know you two are in love and moving in with each other.

you two lived happily , you going to school and him recording music with a few other people he met here in korea, that's when it all went to shit, when his band began to get known in the under ground scene...

the different girls that would throw themselves at him, at first he rejected them, he had you, he didn't need anyone else. but good one night, and a few drinks later, he was crawling out of some girls bed, ready to beg for forgiveness.

you forgave him, heartbroken but you still took him back, and he promised not to do it again.

then came another, and another and another, and you took him back each and everytime, and felix realized something— there was reason why you kept taking him back.

you didn't have anyone else, you only had him, you didn't want to live without him, you truly did love him. of course, he did love you back don't get him wrong, but something about how you'd still look at him with heart eyes, packing him his lunches every morning, coming to his concert when you could— you did everything for him regardless of what he did... felix loved that power more, he was addicted to it.

don't let me love you, don't let me love you

"babe, im sorry she didn't mean anything i swear." he was being truthful, he couldn't even remember the girls name, it started with a b or something.

"it was a mistake, you have to believe, i was drunk and it just happened." he gave you those same doe eyes, the ones that made you fall for his charms every single time. "i love you, you know that." he cupped your face.

"you keep breaking my heart." you whispered, tears falling from your face. "it won't happen again, i swear." he wiped the tears. "you just have to trust me."

you wanted to say no, you did, but you really did love felix, and you knew he still loved you, or at least you wanted to hold on to the hope that he did.

"fine, one more chance, im giving you one more chance, felix you better not fuck it up." he smiled, kissing you. "thank you baby."

"i really promise this time will be different."

escape before the pain fills you up

he knew it wasn't gonna be that last time, but that didn't stop him from whispering empty promises in your ear as he thrusted into you, telling you how he's gonna stop while he kissed your neck, soaking up all your precious moans.

this happens everytime, you yell, he plays his games and you forgive him, and you have make up sex, knowing it will only be a week or two before you're right back at were you started, you sitting on the couch watching him walk in the apartment.

he knows he's know good for you. he knows he should let you go find someone who will treats you right, but he can't help but keep you on his life.

he needs you as much as you need him.

don't let me love you

©️LUVYENI

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bluetoraa · 2 years

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•CHILDISH THINGS THEY DO TO GET YOUR ATTENTION•

!warnings!

gn!reader

swearing

karma akabane:

you were doing your homework while karma, was patiently waiting for you to notice him sitting right infront of you.

he was bouncing his leg, waiting for you to look up at him. he couldn’t fuckin’ take it!

what does a man have to do to get attention from his partner??

first he started clicking a pen like a lot, but all you did was put in your headphones to ignore him even more.

have you lost your mind?? you have this perfect man, hell, the man of your dreams sitting INFRONT OF YOU!

he started saying your name repeatedly, hoping you’ll just even GLANCE at him!

c’mon he deserves it.

but you didn’t, you didn’t even bat an eye at him.

what does math have that he doesn’t?? he’s like, so much better! spend your time with him and not wasting away!!

drastic measures have to happen. immediately.

he starts to get REAL ANNOYING. he flicking away your pencil, or drawing something on your paper with his chin resting on his hand with a smirk.

this is when you finally snapped.

you slammed your pencil down on the table and looked karma in his eyes, shouting

“UGH WHAT DO YOU WANT?!??”

“ah, so you do know you to look up! i was starting to get worrried for you back, ya know?”

he said getting up and walking towards you and just picked you up!

who the hell does he think he is??

karma dropped you onto the sofa right infront of the tv, and curled up right beside you to hold you.

“since you were being such a brat earlier, i get to pick what we’re watching!”

“yeah yeah..as long its not something nerdy.”

“HEY-“

after you said that you just, tuned him out.

all he wanted, was to cuddle and watch his favourite show with you…huh.

’what a big baby..’

nagisa shiota:

you were on the phone talking to one of your friends for what seemed like an eternity.

he just walked to talk to you not you ignoring him to talk to your friend, you.

his first method is to just, sit across from you, hoping you’ll notice him.

but you never did, you just kept on rambling about god knows what.

the next thing he thought to do was to sit beside you. bold move nagisa.

but that didn’t fucking work either.

so, he leaned onto your side, thinking you’d get the hint.

but all you did was put your arm around his waist, without even looking at him.

even though nagisa was progressing, this still wasn’t enough.

he needs your undivided attention.

he just wants to see your pretty face, please just talk to him! :(

nagisa was getting desperate at this point. like, EXTREMELY desperate.

he started poking you, staring at you with puppy dog eyes, held your hand, etc.

then, thats when you finally said your goodbyes and hung up.

“whats up with you? you’re acting like a huge baby.”

“mm..nothing. just come here.”

he said as he wrapped his arms around your neck, pulling you into his chest, laying down.

“next time, pay attention to me. please?”

“i will, i promise.”

“we’re gonna watch my favourite movie as an apology. kay?”

you giggle a bit at hearing him be so demanding, if thats what you should even call it.

“thats just fine nagisa.”

you say with a smile. this man really is a baby, but he’s your baby. so it really doesn’t matter.

AUTHOR NOTES;

hey yall..sorry for not posting..and im sorry this is so short.

please wait for a longer one monday-saturday :(! i promise i’ll do it.

but im tired. so…

to whoevers reading this i hope you have a great day or night! thank you for reading!

august 21, sunday. 3:42 AM

#bluetoraa #assassination classroom #karma akabane x reader #karma x reader #assassination classroom x reader #nagisa x reader #nagisa shiota x reader #xoxo!<3

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hi!! ive.. gone and read so much of ur work in one sitting. its all so much to take in, IN A GOOD WAY, and i absolutely adore every single word

would u be so kind.. to bless my angst durge needs..

Durge Resist tav, was strong for all until the brain was finally defeated but now, with what she believed her only purpose/chance at redemption (brain), they can't help but feel utterly empty and,, unredeemed. They mourn all those they have robbed from this world, nameless, and countless numbers of people they robbed of the life that they were now being given the chance at living. Surely they don't deserve it(Is what they think..)

They are pathetically in love, and if they deserve anything, its to tell their special one just how much they are adored before casting themselves out of society (or taking their own life, if ur comfortable writing such things-)

Rolan, Dammon, Zevlor, maybe even Rugan if u write for that loser LMAO. just.. whoever u write for, its the tieflings i adore most ahegege

if this didnt make sense IM SORRY i havent slept in so long and sleep is not choosing me. i just crave angst, perhaps with a happy ending if u would indulge me so..!! thank u if u read this, so much!!

hi, I don't write fics about suicide, but here's the tiefling bachelors with a durge who's planning to disappear after the absolute is gone and giving them one final confession:

Dammon

senses something is wrong when you take him aside for a heart-to-heart.

it isn't that you avoid these sorts of moments per se, he just knows you only affirm your affections when something big is going to happen (you did it before you went off to fight the elder brain)

he holds your hand tightly, gets you to look him in the eye.

"I love you, no matter what, and I never want to be without you. tell me you'll be there when I wake up tomorrow. in our bed. swear it to me."

you can see the utter adoration he looks at you with, and you think: maybe you aren't so bad if a man like this can truly love you.

the next morning Dammon wakes up. you're not in bed next to him. he panics, getting to his feet - only to find you in the kitchen making breakfast.

he's never been so relieved. walks up behind you and wraps you in his arms. he loves you so dearly, and will keep on loving you until you believe yourself worthy of it.

Rolan

Rolan doesn't quite understand why you're having this great outburst, but chalks it down to emotions running high after the final battle.

says goodnight, kisses you, and heads off to his tower - he has a lot of admin to do after all.

the next morning he comes to meet you at the elfsong, only to be met with the realisation that you aren't there. he curses himself for not understanding why you were so melancholic last night.

he tracks you down. uses all of his resources to scry on you, grease palms with the money the tower has. he's up all night for weeks. Cal and Lia worry about him but he is determined.

and find you he does. manages to locate where you're hiding out, a little hamlet in the middle of nowhere. you burst into tears when you see him, and he just pulls you into his arms.

"come home with me."

you do, moving into his tower. and you never leave him again.

Zevlor

immediately knows something is wrong. takes you to a quiet place where the two of you can be alone and talk things out.

discusses how he feels like being a failure for breaking his oath -- but you always saw past that. saw the goodness in his soul. he wishes you would treat yourself with that kindness.

you begin to cry, softly at first, and then with sobs which wrack your whole body. he holds you ever so tightly.

"I love you. you are not who you were. you have strived to be better every day, fought against your own family, and always chosen a righteous path. you deserve to be happy. I'd want to make you happy, if you'd let me."

eventually your tears run dry and you look up into his face. his eyes are so sincere. he means every word.

when you kiss him, it's a promise: that you're with him for good. that whatever comes next, it will be faced together.

#zevlor x reader #zevlor x tav #zevlor x durge #rolan x reader #rolan x tav #rolan x durge #dammon x reader #dammon x tav #dammon x durge #my writing #request

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suyacho · 2 years

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COMFORTING YOU AFTER BEING CATCALLED.

PT. 2 (other fandoms)

very much needed comfort for myself and anyone else who needs it <3 this is the first piece that’s shamelessly for myself fully so i hope you guys enjoy it either way :)

WARNINGS: obviously catcalling - cursing - comfort - violence - mentions of killing kinda? (very angry boyfriends) - reminder this is based on personal experience and how i react to these situations at times, everyone deals with this differently so don’t be rude :)

ORDER: mitsuya - chifuyu - nahoya (smiley) - rindou - ran

A/N: this is my first time writing the haitanis & nahoya :) a big thank you to @arozaur & @bxnten for reading through this :)

— takashi mitsuya.

it was quiet when you walked into the house, way too quiet yet you didn’t seem to care as you were still in the state of shock. the sound of the door closing took mitsuya’s attention, making him put down his pen from all the sketching.

“welcome home love.” mitsuya smiled at you when walking into the living room, frowning a bit when all you did was nod. you usually said something back to him yet your face was enough for him to understand that something was off and was bothering you.

miysuya didn’t say anything and just got off his chair, opening his arms as he walked over to you. “it’s okay, come here.” he told you in a sweet and comforting tone, wrapping his strong arms around you. instantly relaxing, you hugged him back and closed your eyes.

you felt safe in his arms, safer than you did seconds ago. mitsuya always made you feel safe, no matter the situation.

— chifuyu matsuno.

“what’s wrong?” chifuyu questioned, looking over at you after a deep sigh left your lips. “got catcalled, again.” you answered, your tone clearly sounding upset. he froze in his movements, his face clearly showing how angry was as he made his hands into fists, digging his nails into his skin.

“was i there? did i miss it— i swear to god im g-“ chifuyu started, being cut off by your words. “you weren’t, it was today.” you answered, looking at him with a fake smile, hoping he wouldn’t see through it and calm down.

chifuyu felt guilty, guilty for not being there and being able to protect you. especially knowing how uncomfortable catcalling made you. he was so angry, why would people do that? did they think it was a compliment? all he wanted to do was go out and kill that person but he knew he couldn’t. not when you were so upset and needed his support more than anything.

“i’m sorry i couldn’t be there.” he broke the silence, carefully wrapping his arms around you. “you’re safe now, i’m here for you always.” chifuyu mumbled quietly, holding you tightly, not wanting to let go.

— nahoya kawata.

“where.” nahoya asked right after you explained to him what happened. “on the street of the grocery store we always go to.” you answered, wondering if you did the right thing, knowing how nahoya gets when he’s mad.

“mhm thank you.” he mumbled, nodding at souya who happened to be over at your place. “you’re going aren’t you?” you questioned, being pulled in a hug by him. “yeah, i’m sorry.” he mumbled. “i gotta take care of business and then i’ll be all yours okay?” nahoya told you and all you did was nod, knowing there was no way of stopping him.

“i’m sorry, i love you.” he apologized, pecking your lips and getting up after, sending a reassuring smile your way. “souya, stay here with them.” nahoya warned, leaving the house after.

nahoya was beyond pissed and you both knew that, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. no one touches or talks bad about what his and comes out of it unharmed. if they do, don’t call him smiley. they were done for and in his opinion, it’s what they deserved.

— rindou haitani.

you walked into the bonten hideout, being slightly panicked and noticing all eyes on you. ignoring all the looks, you made your way towards rindou. he was sitting in his chair, waiting on you with open arms while already coming up with a plan in his head for whoever dared to bother you.

“rin–“ you started, relaxing in his arms. “some people outside-” you tried to explain, being cut off by his words. “some people bothered you didn’t they?” he questioned, gently rubbing your back, already knowing more than enough from the way you walked in. rindou had been with you long enough to easily guess what’s bothering you without you even telling him.

“shhh, you’re safe now.” he reassured you, glancing over at the guys, telling them to mind their business with just that look. “thank you rin.” you mumbled quietly, relaxing in his arms and smiling weakly, enjoying this moment while it lasted because you knew rindou was going to do something about those people. you knew he would show them what the haitanis were capable of like he always did.

rindou was surprisingly good at comfort, especially at moments like this. it always surprised you how calm he was able to stay in those moments but it genuinely meant the world to you.

— ran haitani

panicked and uncomfortable, that was how you felt when you walked into the bonten hideout. ran looked up from whatever he was doing, frowning a bit but immediately knowing something was up. he made his way over to you and gave the guys a look, putting his full trust into the two guys and that was all they needed to know. especially when this wasn’t the first time that ran ordered them to take care of something.

“go get them.” ran told them, pulling you in a hug after, holding you closely and tightly. “they won’t bother you anymore.” he whispered into your ear, kissing the top of your head after. “thank you, ran.” you answered, not even trying to fight back on this, knowing that when he had his mind set on something, he’d do anything in his power to make it true, especially if it included some kind of violence

“don’t thank me, you know i’d do anything for you.” ran reassured you, looking you in the eyes and softly pecking your lips. “you just continue making me happy and just being you alright?” he asked and you nodded.

“let me take care of the dirty work and turn a blind eye to it, alright?” he smiled down at you, loosening his grip. slightly grinning, knowing that those guys were getting fucked up while he could be here with you and comfort you when you needed him.

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hearts4maddison · 7 months

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You read? Part 2

- Mason mount x reader

summary: You and your girls decided to have a clubbing day out. Funny enough you bump into a familiar face you’ve see before.

Warnings: Swearing,drinking and fluff.

paring: single dad-mason “Mason mount” x female!Reader

You woke up feeling good knowing tonight you would get to go out with your friends ever since holiday and ever since your interaction with mason. All the dates you had been on didn’t go so well and all your friend’s new that. That’s also the whole reason you ended up going clubbing in the first place.

Once again, you were sat there figuring out a perfect dress. You had finally made up your mind on dress and it was final. You couldn’t waste anymore time all your friends were waiting on you already.

once you met up with all of your friend’s you headed inside the club. The same old music blasting, having to walk through a crowd of dancing people just to reach the bar.

Most of your friends were already on their fourth or Fifth drink already. You had said to your self you’d take it easy didn’t want to wake up with the worst hang over of your entire life but you knew one way or another you’d end up having one drink and end up having many more.

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The clock had now read 7:30 Most of your friends were already wasted.you were now on your Fifth drink by now probably had more than five.One of your friends Ashley wasnt as drunk was the rest which was good.

Most of your freinds were dancing. You decided to go and freshen up in the bathroom.

You decided to tell Ashley in case she wondered where you had went “hey im going to the bathroom really quick.“ you said with a slight smile

“want me to go with you?“ She smiled back “nah you go and enjoy I'll be back in like a minute or so.“ you responded with a smile and walked to the bathroom.

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when you entered the bathroom the music faded. You fixed up your hair and were ready to head back out. You told yourself you'd have one more drink and then ask Ashley to drive you back home with the other girls.

As you walked back your full attention on your phone your phone you accidentally nudged someone knocking whoever's phone out of their hand.

“oh shit! I'm so sorry I wasn't looking!“ you said a lace of worried in your tone. “it's okay you didn't break my phone at least“ whoever responded had a voice you has definitely heard before.

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Looking up at whoever you bumped into gave you a shock “Mason!?’’ you said with a surprised tone as you got up and handed his phone back.

“Lexie? Well this took a turn“ he said scratching the back of his head you hadn't talked to mason ever since at the airport and when he spoiled that good book it still struck you that he read?.

“I didn't expect seeing you here...how are you?’’ you said trying to make some kind of small talk to ease up this awkward cconversation“oh yeah i’ve been good how are you?“ he said a small smile on his face.

“I'm good..How's Maisey?“ you said with a smile on your lips “oh she's good! did you come here alone?“ he said sounding a bit curious “oh no came here with some friends what about you didn't take you for a clubbing type“ you said with a smile on your face.

“I could say the same thing pretty lady and again I'm sorry for spoiling that book when we were at the airport“ he said with a slight chuckle “Dont worry apology accepted I guess“ you said with a smile.

“good...Anyways u know you made the best impression on masiey cuz she keeps wondering where the pretty lady from the airport went” he said with a chuckle.

“guess i just make a good impression on everyone!” You say with a laugh causing mason to let out a laugh as-well.

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throughout,most of the night you and mason had talked at the bar which then you guys talked and talked and talked until it was time to go home you could see Ashley gesturing to get up and go home now.

“hey it was nice bumping into you mason! but i should get going now.” You said with a smile planted on your face “nice bumping into you too i’ll definitely be telling masiey i bumped into the pretty lady again” He said with a slight laugh causing you to smile.

“Good and don’t you dare spoil another book for ever again!” you said with a fake angry tone causing mason to put his hands up in defeat and laugh “don’t worry they end up together” he said with that same cheeky smile.

“…Are you serious!! How dare you spoil it for me!” you said angry but also trying to bite the smile back “I’m sorry it funny seeing you all mad and that pout you make”he said laughing.

“I’m leaving now! Thanks alot mount!”you said fake angry at him mason just waved and headed back to his group of friends.

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you got back in your friend Ashley car your other friend’s passed out sleeping in the back “girl what took you so long?” she said sounding curious “nothing i just bumped into someone i knew” you said resting your head on the car window.

“Omg! that cute guy who you were talking to he looked interested in you!” she said with a squeal “Oh shut it! you said with a smile “okay okay just saying” she said with a cheesy smile on her face.

your phone buzzed and as you looked at it was mason number the text message reading.

“Come to masiey birthday party? and i’ll make up for spoiling the book pretty lady.’’

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Ooo…A Invite wonder what’s gonna happen next…

sorry this took like months to get out i was so busy and couldn’t be asked but i’m back now! just a disclaimer this has not been proof read.

hope you enjoyed it.

@am0urjjkx

@judesluv

@almondsblog

#mason mount fic #mason mount #mason mount blurb #mason mount x you #mason mount imagine

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usuibu · 7 months

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more eren hcs pls! where his mom teases him ab the reader and he begged carla to stop bcs of his embarrassment

poor eren lol carla always teases him ab his ears turning red too

I literally am getting so lazy im not built strong enough to write one shots consistenly im so sorry (to whoever requested things before this one IM STILL WORKING ON THEM I SWEAR!!!) im so sorry for skipping the line and writing these hc instead😭😭😭

I love u aswell i love the dynamic of eren, carla and reader its so cute thankyou sm for requesting omg

Bf!eren headcanons

More headcanons/masterlist

Carla edition

- if carla arrives home after eren she’ll always ask why ur not over before even saying hi to him😭

- whenever eren is annoying to u (as always) she smacks him aggressively

- carlas always buying random things for u at the store which eren gets pissed about ‘she didnt even ask me if i wanted one she just said to give it to u’

- she likes to take facebook pictures promoting u and eren as a couple (shes ur biggest supporter frl💀) the pictures are always unfortunate angles tho but its the thought that counts😋

- while u guys were still getting to know each other,, eren 100% went to carla and armin for advice after jean i feel liek carla and armin are a cute little support duo for eren😭 he realises what bullshit jean gave him once he acc listens to them two tho

- ever since eren asked carla for advice tho she doesn’t let it drop and tugs at his ear to make fun of him when he denies things abt u

“Hows ur girlfriend?” His face and ears just heat up as he gets embarrassed “i said to stop calling her that shes not my gf yet”

- when u were meeting her for the first time she defo made it her mission to embarrass the fuck out of eren

- shes defo the type to embarrass him with personal medical stuff like start saying “eren did u remember your bowel medication?” “How is the ointment for your warts working?”

- u always leave eren half the time to help her make dinner and its ur main bonding time bc shes so cutie

- whenever u force eren to help with dinner she gets mad when he cant cut the vegetables properly or is forgetting to mix the pot or whatever she gets pissed smacking his head and gives up asking if you can do it instead

- shes always smacking him poor guy😭 everytime he does get smacked he gets overdramatic and start saying he thinks he just got a concussion or smt💀

- she makes it a point to tell u to make sure that eren doesnt bring down ur grades LMAO even if eren is smart academically she will still do so

- eren doesn’t mind being touchy w u even if his parents are around idk im too lazy now to think of more carla ones 😁🙌🙌

i cant stop thinking abt him tho help its so bad im going clinically insane

- as much as carla is a bit of a bully to eren she defo aggressively loves him,, like she aggressively pinches his cheek when he was a kid whenever he got some sort of achievement

-like the only reason eren is able to be sheepishly proud at stuff hes a bad at is bc carla was such a ‘OMG WELL DONE MY SWEET SWEET EREN😁😁😁😄’ mother when he got a singular gold star or smt😭😭

- as eren got older tho he started getting embarrassed abt how she was so proud of the smallest things (hes rude carlas lovely)

MY MIND IS BLANKING as much as i have eren brainrot i cant think of more😓😓

My requests r open for anything u can ask me any specific headcanons for eren or any character aswell!! Tysm for reading 🫶🫶

#attack on titan #eren jaeger #eren x reader #eren headcanons #headcanons #eren x you #bf!eren #boyfriend!eren #eren aot #eren x y/n #carla aot #eren carla aot

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vanillelace · 1 year

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LOVE, (not really)

𝟏𝟏𝟏 ; warnings: a bit of heartbreak here n there but it’s mainly fluff, slight cursing but I will avoid using profanities, and basically a lot of teasing (offensive), use of word dead / die and other ways of using the word

𝟏𝟏𝟏 ; pairing(s): nishimura riki x fem. reader

𝟏𝟏𝟏 ; genre: Japanese major Ni-ki and Japanese + Chinese major reader, university au, slice of life? fluff, slight angst, academic rivals to lovers

𝟏𝟏𝟏 ; word count: 11760

𝟏𝟏𝟏 ; synopsis: Nishimura Riki hates Y/N’s guts. Unfortunately for him, the two have almost the same classes and friend groups. He swears he hates her, and she swears she hates him. But why do they keep catching themselves staring at each other for a bit too long? It isn’t love, not really.

𝟏𝟏𝟏 ; author’s note: HIII im back and with a new fic! this one’s for @kflixnet ‘s secret Santa and this is completely dedicated to @bobariki (IM YOUR SECRET SANTA 😻🫶) please enjoy this! We don’t really have conversations but I hope to get to know you :) I’m not really an engene so please excuse me 😭 I really hope you like this 🥹🫶 I’m also not a huge fan of academic rivals 2 lovers so 😭😭

SONG BY ME. DON'T. PLAGIARISE.

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“I hate Nishimura Riki.”

“I hate Y/N L/N.”

The two dialogues were spoken at the same time in different places, by none other than Y/N L/N and Nishimura Riki themselves, respectively.

For context, it was results day, but the two hadn’t seen their results yet. To manifest one being better than the other, they uttered that negative affirmation over and over to make sure they would top the class (and the other).

Y/N took a deep breath and walked over to campus, which was near her home, to find the results sheet, which had been pinned about four minutes ago. Please, please let the topper be me. Y/N silently prayed to whoever would listen, making sure to add the ‘please’ twice.

Around this time, Nishimura Riki also walked over there with a deep breath, his hands in his pockets, silently praying.

The two caught each other’s eyes and rolled their eyes. “Ugh, it’s you.” Y/N sighed, and Riki shrugged. “Scared?”

“Not. At. All.”

The two stared at the results sheet, scanning briefly.

“HOW ARE WE IN THE SAME POSITION?” Riki yelled angrily, rubbing his eyes to make sure he hadn’t read the results sheet wrong. “How in the world am I supposed to know, you dimwit?”

“Screw you.”

“No thank you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll find the teacher to ask why this happened.” Y/N flipped her hair and walked away, and Riki groaned. “Wait for me!”

Riki caught up to Y/N. Still confused, he followed her into the teacher’s office, where Y/N requested for the teacher.

“Hello, Ms. L/N, and Mr. Nishimura. I think you've seen the results?” Without giving either of the two angry students enough time to interrupt, the teacher continued. “The two of you have gotten the same grade. Believe me, all the teachers tried to remove points wherever we could find them, but we gave up. This is generally impossible. But we then thought alphabetical ranking would be.. sad, and unfair, so we gave the two of you a tie.”

“But—“ the two began, but the teacher raised a single finger to silence them. “No. I don’t want a single argument against this. I want to know if the two of you have thought about your university selections? I know for a fact that the two of you have gotten entry to incredibly prestigious universities.”

“Yeah, I have,” Riki began. “I might just join Zephyr University.” Y/N interrupted him, and Riki scowled at her. “No. You can’t. I’m joining Zephyr, and so are the rest of my friends.”

“Oh really? Even the Dreamies are joining Zephyr, so there’s no way I’m backing out.”

“Guess we’ll have to come to a logical agreement then.” Riki said, and grabbed two pencils, quickly sharpening one of them slightly. “I’m sorry, but will you please ask us to choose pencils?”

The teacher sighed, frustrated. “Why are you two like this? Just attend the same university. You can’t seriously be thinking of denying the other a great opportunity. How selfish can the two of you be? I hope you sort things out at Zephyr, because you failed to do so here. And I will definitely stay in touch with the director there, so I will hear about every single thing. And if anything happens, your parents will hear about it.”

The two students gulped, and nodded. “Yes, sir.”

The teacher saw them off, and as soon as Y/N and Riki were out of his sight, they glared at each other. “How dare you, you.. you.. CREATURE?” Y/N shrieked, and Riki flinched. “Your voice doesn’t sound good if it’s high-pitched, Y/N,” Riki rolled his eyes, and Y/N gave him a dirty look.

“Look, Y/N, let’s listen to the teacher, but let’s stay out of each other's ways. Is that a good deal?”

Y/N considered it for a minute, but relented in the end when she realized that it was, in fact, a great deal. “Ugh, fine. But if I ever see your face again..”

Y/N dragged a finger across her own neck horizontally, and Riki fake-shivered. “Ooh, I’m scared! Mommy, come save me!” Riki yelped sarcastically, and Y/N glared at him. Again.

“I feel like that’s your signature look, Y/N.”

Y/N glowered at him yet again.

“So.. is this how you communicate now..?”

Another glare.

“Okay then. Buh-bye.”

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“And then, Renjun, listen! No, wait, listen! Don’t walk away! HUANG RENJUN! RIKI LITERALLY LEFT ME IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE! HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THE WAY HOME?”

“..Y/N, you have Google Maps for a reason… you know?”

“..Oh.”

Y/N cringed, as she realized that wasn’t one of her smartest moments. “Anyway, Y/N, you talk about Riki so much. It’s like you’re in love with him.”

Y/N spit out her snack. “Pfft! Me? Love Riki? Yeah, it’s the same as you being in love with me. Never gonna happen. Ever.”

Renjun nodded. “Yeah, totally, definitely.” He scratched the back of his neck and sat down next to Y/N. “The rest of the Dreamies are coming over in another five minutes, apparently Mark’s old car broke down.”

“I don’t get how he got a learner’s permit in the first place. It’s Mark, for crying out loud.”

“Right? I was surprised when I heard that too.” Renjun replied, getting up to search for snacks in his kitchen.

“When is everyone taking the test?” Y/N asked Renjun, who was in his kitchen, loudly, so he could hear her. “Before university starts, I think.”

“Ah. I’ll take it during university.” Y/N said thoughtfully. “Good for you. Meanwhile, I found ingredients for food.”

“Food!” Y/N jumped into the kitchen and saw Renjun cooking some hot pot. Y/N loved stew made by her parents, and this hot pot was the closest thing Renjun could cook, so he made it whenever Y/N came over. If he had the ingredients, he also made suet dumplings, which were also Y/N’s favorite.

As Y/N helped Renjun cook, the rest of their friend group traipsed into the house, walking straight to the kitchen when they smelt the delicious food.

“I smell hot pot!” Zhong Chenle announced his entry, leaning against the entry to the kitchen.

“Yeah, you do, cause we’re cooking it.” Y/N informed him. “Who’s we? The only cooking you’ve done is tasting the broth. I’m the one cooking.” Renjun told her, and Y/N stuck out her tongue at him.

“Hey guys!” Lee Minhyung, better known as Mark, dropped on the couch, and the rest of the guys divided themselves between the kitchen and living room. “How do you feel about your results?” Park Jisung asked the house, and everyone collectively sighed. “As usual, we all did great, but did you see Y/N’s results?” Lee Jeno asked, and Jisung shook his head.

“Well, Y/N? Care to elaborate?” Na Jaemin, who was in the kitchen, raised his eyebrows at Y/N. “No, not really.”

“She’s just pissed off that she tied with Riki for first place,” Lee Haechan laughed from the living room, causing Y/N to march into the living room and punch Haechan. “Ow! That hurts, Y/N!”

“No shit, Sherlock. It was meant to hurt.” Y/N said, and Mark laughed. “Hot pot is ready! Do you guys want to eat in the kitchen or the living room?”

“Living room, it’s more comfortable.” Jaemin said, helping Renjun bring the food and dishes with Chenle. “Anyway, we’re all getting into Zephyr, right?” Jisung asked, and everyone nodded.

“Which reminds me. Can’t believe I forgot to tell you guys, but Riki and his friends are also joining Zephyr.” Y/N told the group, who collectively grinned. “I’m sure everyone’s glad Enha will be with us, but you will definitely not be happy about Riki joining them.”

“Screw you, Haechan. Why are you so annoying?” Y/N asked, and Haechan shrugged. “That’s actually such a good question. But I think it began from home, you know? Like—“

“Haechan, it was a rhetorical question,” Y/N cried, rushing to shut him up. One of the — very occasionally — good things about him was that he could talk about anything, even if he didn’t know the topic that well, for a good five minutes at least. So if you got Haechan talking, it would be quite difficult for you to get him to stop.

But then again, that quality had gotten the group out of a lot of pickles, so it was an advantage at times.

The group chit-chatted and ate the hot pot peacefully, relishing the fact that summer break was about to start. “I am honestly going to get so bored..” Jisung said, and Y/N nodded in agreement.

“Are you guys planning on going anywhere?” Jeno asked everyone. “My mother is asking me to go with her to Shanghai for a vacation. I’m still not sure if I should, but I think it’s worth it.” Chenle mentioned, and Renjun smiled. “I want to visit China too, but I should go with my parents, so I’m not sure how I feel about going alone. My parents are going on a vacation by themselves, as I’m sure I’d have mentioned a million times.”

“You can join me and my mother!” Chenle offered, and Renjun shook his hands and refused. “No, you two should enjoy it. Seriously, go ahead. I’d much rather stay here anyway. With the rest of these fools.”

The rest of the friends watched as the two spoke, eating quietly. “I’m staying here, because my parents are busy at work,” Jaemin said afterwards, and Jeno nodded. “Yeah, same here.”

“I’m staying, I don’t want to go anywhere, quite frankly.” Y/N said, and Haechan and Jisung agreed. “Yeah, I’m just going to rest at home,” Haechan told his friends. “I’m going to Canada for a bit to visit my family.” Mark, who lived alone, told the group.

“Oh, Canada..” Haechan said nostalgically, and Mark laughed and slapped Haechan playfully. “Ah, why?” Haechan yelped, rubbing his shoulder. “Come on, I didn’t hit you THAT hard..” Mark replied, a little concerned. “Uh huh, sure, screw you too.” Haechan answered, and Mark sighed.

The eight hung out for a bit then left to their own houses. Mark dropped off Jaemin, Jeno and Haechan, who lived near each other, then came back to drop off Jisung, Chenle and Y/N, who lived close by each other.

“Bye, Renjun!” The three waved Renjun a goodbye as they got in Mark’s car. Mark dropped off Jisung first, then Chenle. “So, Y/N, how do you feel about the Riki incident?”

“I’m honestly not sure. I don’t like it, that’s all I’m certain of.” She answered, and Mark smiled lightly. “I sincerely wish you luck at university. But we’ll be there to support and help you, so I’m sure you’ll be fine.” He assured Y/N, dragging out the word ‘fine’.

“Thanks, Mark. It means a lot. Off topic, but we’re here. Thanks for the ride, too. Bye!”

Mark waved her off and drove away.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“Hey, Renjun, I’m back.” Mark had decided to stop by Renjun’s place for a bit, albeit impulsively. “Oh, hi. What brings you here?”

“I was just wondering, and mind you, this is just a theory. Should we plan something with Enha? Like, a getaway?”

“That’s.. not a bad idea, Mark. But how? Where? When?”

“We can discuss that with the rest after finalizing the basics of the plan. And also after discussing if we can all afford to travel. Because I was thinking something along the lines of a trip to Europe…”

“WHAT? You have quite high hopes on our money, Mark. Of course we can afford it, but at what cost?”

“Good point. But it’s also a good trip idea. Maybe a bit overrated, but it would definitely be fun.”

“Well, we’ll see. Chenle is going away, and so are you. We’ll discuss it tomorrow. Is that the only reason you visited me?”

“No… I was wondering how you felt about Y/N ranting about Niki. Cause you get quite jealous when that happens, and it happens TOO often.”

“Yeah, well, I can’t exactly do anything about it, so I always deal with it, Mark.” Renjun replied, slightly annoyed. Mark, sensing his boundaries, ended the discussion there and left after a short while.

Argh, I really can’t believe that little shit will be Y/N’s rival at university, too. Renjun thought to himself, shutting the door behind Mark.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“Good morning!”

“Who the hell are you?” Y/N yelled to the unknown voice, grouchy because she was woken up by some fool at… 8 in the morning.

“Ouch, I can’t believe you don’t recognize your best friend’s voice. It’s me, Huang Renjun, you dimwit.”

Y/N hesitated, then jumped out of bed, staring down her window to see her father and Renjun staring back up at her. “Good morning, my lovely daughter. Renjun here wanted to discuss a trip that you had apparently planned and not informed me about, but I approve.”

“Wha—“

“Ah, well, don’t mention it, Y/N. You’re welcome for convincing your father and mother. She left early for work, by the way. Anyway, you coming? We’re meeting at Mark’s place. I’m here to pick you up, too. Such a helpful friend, right?”

“Yeah.. helpful..” Y/N muttered, walking away to have a shower and get dressed, as her father let Renjun in the house to have some breakfast.

“So, Renjun, this trip to Europe, will it be with Y/N as the only girl?”

“Well.. we don’t really have any other girls in our group.. I could ask if Haechan’s younger sister or Jeno’s elder sister would want to join, but I don’t think they will.”

“Ah, I see. I think I’ll feel better if there’s another female in the group, so see what you can do.”

Shit. Renjun cursed mentally, but nodded. “I’ll try my best, sir. Anyways, what’s for breakfast?”

As Renjun wolfed down waffles, Y/N walked downstairs, attempting to brush her hair. “Waffles? Great. Thanks, Dad.”

“You’re welcome, but you should thank your mother. She cooked them and went off, but I’m reheating them for you.”

Y/N grinned and sat next to Renjun, grabbing a plate piled with waffles. As her father walked upstairs to get dressed to leave, she immediately interrogated Renjun.

“What’s this I hear about a trip?” She asked him, looking very angry. “Yeah, uhm, just go with it, okay? We’re going to Europe, but we’re not sure when. But I don’t know if you’re going to come because your dad wants another ‘female’ in the group.”

“Oh, for fuck’s sake.”

“I’M SORRY! I know I should’ve spoken to you about the whole thing but I thought it would make a nice surprise.”

“Uh huh..” Y/N trailed off, finding her waffles more important than the conversation that was running.

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At Mark’s place, there was chaos.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, EUROPE?” Five boys yelled, and Mark covered his ears hastily. “Shut up. This is for your own good. Believe me. We need it. University is actually going to whoop our asses.”

“Yeah, right. More like you want to watch us try and fail miserably at trying to speak French. Oui, oui. I know.”

“Haechan, it’s not always about you and your — quite honestly — unhealthy obsession with French, okay? Let Renjun and Y/N get here, and THEN we’ll talk. Until then, shut up. Thanks.”

Haechan frowned and stormed off to the backyard, in an attempt to cool off — which, by the way, failed miserably as it was summer, so all that did was heat him up even more and force him to get back in the house — as the rest waited for the two to enter.

“I actually like the plan. Even if we all don’t go, I’ll go by myself.” Chenle, the richest, mumbled to himself, and Jisung stared at him repugnantly. “You’re such a traitor..”

“Hey, you guys!” Y/N rushed in, sensing the hostile environment and deciding to act as the diplomat for the day. “Y/N! Thank you!” Mark exhaled, running to thump Renjun on the back. “Hey, Mark. You didn’t have to.” Mark smiled in response, settling down.

“So, Y/N, we’re going to assume you know about the plans of the trip. Wait right here and think about what you’re going to say on the topic while I go get Haechan.” Jeno spoke before he left the room.

“Uhm, okay..” Y/N agreed, slightly confused, and did exactly what Jeno asked her to do.

“Mark, I do NOT have an unhealthy obsession with French.” That dialogue was the way the group realized Haechan was back and still mad. “Yeah, Mark, apologize.” Jeno said, rolling his eyes behind Haechan. “Ugh, fine, Haechan, I offer my sincerest apologies for saying you have an unhealthy obsession with the language of France, known as French or Français. Please accept this apology and forgive me.”

“I don’t think I will.”

“Fuck you. Anyway, Y/N, Renjun convinced your parents, right? What’d they say?”

“They said fine, actually—“ Y/N began, only to be interrupted by Renjun, who had forgotten to tell Y/N what her father had told him. “Oh, Y/N, they said fine, but they want another girl to guarantee your safety.. and other girl stuff.”

The group fell silent. “Oh.” Y/N said.

“So.. I was going to ask if either Jeno’s sister or Haechan’s sister would join..”

“Yeah, no.” The two answered in unison, and Renjun sighed.

“I just had an idea. Why don’t we invite Jungwon and his friends?” Jisung piped up, and everyone looked at him. “Yeah, almost all of them have sisters. And I know Y/N gets along with Konon.” Chenle added.

“What confuses me is how she gets along with Riki’s older sister but can’t stand Riki himself.” Jisung said, and Y/N rolled her eyes. “She’s fun, and she doesn’t want to compete with me. She isn’t competitive, not at all.” Y/N reminisced about her friend, whom she hadn’t met in a while.

“But if we invite them, you do realize Niki will be coming too, right?” Chenle asked her, and Y/N paused. “Oh. My. God.

“Guys, you can go ahead. I not. I can’t. I no go.”

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In the end, the group did not go ahead with the plan because someone couldn’t stand going to a beautiful place and seeing Nishimura Riki’s face there.

“You are such a party-pooper, Y/N.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, Haechan, you try hanging out with your nemesis in The City of Love, Paris.” Y/N was mad, and she made sure Haechan understood that. “Oh, please, Y/N. You didn’t even consider it!”

It had been a week since the discussion had been opened — and closed almost instantaneously — and the boys were constantly annoying Y/N about the way she shut down the Europe plan single-handedly with a snap of her fingers.

“I did consider it, and I’m considering it now. I changed my mind! Instead of no, it’s a definite no.”

Haechan grunted and got up, irritated. “Well, I’m sorry, I told you guys to go by yourselves, right? Go.” Y/N called after him. The rest of the guys were involved in the football game they were watching, which explained the ignorance to something they considered deeply important to them — the trip to Europe.

“I think I’ll leave, you guys.” Y/N got up. They were at Chenle’s house, which was a walkable distance away from her place as long as it wasn’t summer. A person could melt in that heat.

“Ah, why?” They paused their game to look at Y/N, complaining all at once about how she didn’t spend time with them because she was always at home alone. “Shut up, you guys. I’m not going away permanently. I’ll walk myself out. Shut the door behind you!”

She walked as fast as she could to get home, and let herself in her house. There were less than 15 days left until university started, and she was concerned about her major. She had chosen economics at first, but then realized her heart wasn’t in it. And also because she hadn’t taken the subject at school either, she had to change her mind, fast.

She was considering Japanese as a major, but wanted to pick another major so she could show off and also keep herself busy. The only other majors she could pick and manage to handle would be English, Chinese, Accounting or Visual Arts. She was not confident of her arts, so she scratched it out. And English as a major would not be fun, which would put her off. Of course, she would easily grab herself an A* grade, but what was the fun in that? No, she needed to struggle.

Chinese it would be, then.

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A week until university began, and the Dreamies were hanging out. “Guys, what are you going to major in?” Renjun asked the friends, and Y/N replied immediately. “Chinese and Japanese.”

“Woah, double major! Nice. I’m picking Dance.” Jisung said, and the group wasn’t surprised at all. Jisung was well known for his dance abilities, especially his popping skills. “I’m picking Music.” Haechan said, and Renjun nodded. “I’m also taking Music.” “I’m taking up Fashion Design.” Chenle spoke up. “I’m taking Journalism,” Mark announced, grinning. “You? Journalism? Woah. I’m taking Visual Arts.” Jaemin informed the group, who smiled and turned to Jeno, waiting for his answer.

“Guys, this might come as a surprise to you.. but I picked Veterinary Sciences.”

“Not really a big surprise.” Haechan immediately said, and the group murmured their agreement. “Yeah, sweetie, it was expected, but you’ll be taking the studies of sciences, and we’ll be all students of the arts.” Jaemin said, and Jeno sighed. “Yeah, I know. I’ll be busy most of the time, and I feel so sad about it. But we’ll meet, right?”

“Yeah, duh, you goof!” Mark said. “Who even uses goof anymore?” Chenle asked Mark, who shrugged. “Oh, shut up, Chenle.”

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The day before university began, the group met up with their other group of friends, who called themselves Enha. Enha consisted of seven friends — Lee Heeseung, Park Jongseong (better known as Jay), Sim Jaeyun (better known as Jake), Park Sunghoon, Kim Sunoo, Yang Jungwon, and (the Dreamies liked calling him Y/N’s favorite person) Nishimura Riki.

“Hi, you guys! What’s up?” Jake greeted everyone, who were busy grabbing seats at the friend groups’ favorite café. “Nothing, really.” Jay replied on behalf of everyone, who nodded.

“You guys are boring. Why do I even hang out with you?”

“Because you don’t have friends.” Haechan answered, and Jake sighed. “Fair enough. I really hope you guys picked your majors.”

“Course we did. I’m doing Music with Renjun, Chenle is taking Fashion Design, Jaemin is taking Visual Arts, Jeno is taking Veterinary Sciences, Mark is taking Journalism, and Y/N is going to be a double major in Chinese and Japanese.” Haechan answered

“What.” Niki looked up and stared Y/N in the eye. “Wha-?” Y/N asked, too tired to argue. “I’m majoring in Japanese. How could you major in it too?”

That was when things went nuclear.

“Not everything revolves around you, you fool. I took Japanese because I wanted to master it and show it off to people, because I will put in effort. Did you expect me to read your mind? Huh? Like, ‘Oh! Riki is taking Japanese! I will sacrifice my passion for him!’ Why did you take Japanese, anyway? You speak it incredibly fluently. I would say you speak it a bit too fluently.”

“Hey! I didn’t expect you to read my mind. I thought it’d be obvious. Yes, it’s my native tongue, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to learn its culture and history. I love history, and you should know that. Because that’s the one subject I manage to keep defeating you in. And don’t you ever call me a fool. I never asked you to forfeit your passion. I wouldn’t have taken Japanese if I knew that’s your passion. As far as I’m aware, you never mentioned Japanese even once.”

The group, meanwhile, was watching the conversation play out like table tennis, their heads whipping from one side to another.

“Ah, culture and history. You? Learning culture? I would never believe that, even if the Presidents themselves declared it to the world. And, for your information, I don’t share all the information I have about me with people I consider my rivals. That’s literally rule number one in Not Being Foolish. Of course, you wouldn’t understand, because you are a huge fool. Did you hear me? F. O. O. L.”

“That’s it. I’m leaving. Do you not realize that learning your culture is a thing? You know what? I’m breaking Clause 1 of our rule book. Fuck. You.”

“How dare you? I’m breaking it too. Fuck you.”

The two stormed out of the café, only to realize they were headed in the same direction. Neither party wanted to concede, so they ended up staring in opposite directions while standing outside. The group of friends, meanwhile, were happily sipping their drinks and eating, being used to such arguments. In their experience, they’d either never make up or make up after ages. Till then, they would enjoy their time and keep them away from each other.

After their café outing, the two enemies were still standing outside the café, much to the annoyance of the owner of the place, who was constantly seen trying to be the diplomat for the two and failing miserably each time. The rest of their friends walked out, and they rejoined their respective friend groups, waving goodbye to the others and glaring at each other angrily. They then proceeded to storm off as fast as possible into the cars of the drivers of the friend groups.

“I can’t believe I have to see his face in almost all my classes.”

“I can’t believe I have to see her face in almost all my classes.”

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“Good morning, class! We’ll be starting our Japanese Studies class tomorrow. For now, I want to test your level of Japanese. People who don’t speak it fluently but want to learn only the history, this class is not for you. The Japanese Culture and History class begins at 12 noon. Those who speak Japanese at a beginner or intermediate level, yes, this class might be the one you’ve taken, but I hope you’ve also opted to get Japanese tutoring with me after school. For those of you who have, the tutoring is on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, between 6-7 PM. You may stay back or leave and return, but please make sure to attend. For those of you who speak at an advanced level, I’m glad! You don’t have extra classes to attend.

“Welcome, all my students! I hope you are ready to learn more about Japanese, a beautiful language and culture. I will be your teacher for Japanese Studies and Japanese Culture and History. Japanese Studies is the literature and language part of Japanese offered at Zephyr University, and if you speak Japanese fluently, and want to master it almost completely, you’re in the right place. I’m your professor, and we will have a quick quiz to try and figure out your level of Japanese understanding. This will be a written test that involves listening, reading and writing skills. I don’t want to test your speaking skills at the moment, since even the most confident Japanese writers have trouble with speaking the language. If you’re ready, I’ll give out the test papers.”

It was a vaguely sunny Monday morning, and the day had barely begun. But it was already going bad for two people, called Y/N L/N and Nishimura Riki, who considered each other their enemies, but had ended up sitting next to each other. When the two realized that they would have to spend the rest of their degree next to each other, they bowed politely and shuffled as far to the edge of the shared seat as they could. They shook hands and agreed not to bother each other unless it was for coursework, and clamped their mouths shut.

The two wrote and passed the test with flying colors, and were pronounced ‘Japanese speakers whom I need to befriend’ by the professor, who looked too proud to be real. The students thanked the professor and smiled at each other as fakely as possible to pass as a smile to the professor’s keen eyes, and sat yet again on the edge of the shared seat.

After class, the professor stopped the two at the door. “I hope to see you two interact more often, and I hope to interact with you two too. I’m glad to have such students in my class. The other advanced learners will not be paired with you two for group projects. I’ll probably have the intermediate learners be with you, so that they learn something. I hope you enjoyed my class!”

The two enemies attempted to formulate a response that would be appropriate, half-succeeded, and ran away from each other like their lives depended on it.

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“Bro, I swear, Renjun, I might just slap Niki if I get compared to him in class.”

“But Y/N, the professor is the one comparing you.”

“Yeah, well, the professor is sweet. Niki? Not so much. After seeing our performance in his Culture and History class, the professor decided he would ask both of us to dinner with some of his senior students.”

Renjun winced. “Sheesh, getting invited to dinner really takes a lot out of you, right? Especially if it’s an opportunity to create contacts with people who might be useful to you later.”

“Huh. You’re right. When did I become like this? I would’ve jumped at an opportunity to get contacts. Is this what enemies do to you?”

“Maybe. Now, can I please go pee?”

“I’m so sorry. Please go.”

It was lunchtime, and Renjun had gone to Y/N’s class to pick her up and drop her off at the cafeteria, then go to the bathroom. But Y/N had other plans, so he had ended up listening to her rant about Nishimura Riki for about six minutes until he could actually go pee. ‘The things I do for someone I like..’ he thought to himself, running away from Y/N.

Meanwhile, the Dreamies were waiting for the two best friends in the cafeteria, having reserved a table next to none other than Enha, unfortunately for Y/N.

“Where the heck are they?” Mark asked, getting impatient. Renjun had forced the Dreamies to sit and not grab their lunch till the two of them got there. Y/N was taking her own sweet time to walk, deep in thought, while Renjun had run to the other side of campus because all bathrooms in their side were undergoing maintenance checks.

After five minutes of impatient foot-tapping, Renjun arrived, and much to his shock, Y/N hadn’t arrived. “Did Y/N really not show up?”

“Yeah, she did! She’s right here, sitting next to Karen, my daughter.” Haechan said sarcastically, not forgetting to add a bunch of curse words under his breath. “If you’ll excuse me, Renjun, I will go eat.” Jaemin said, who was pissed off because of how his classes went. The table followed, leaving Renjun to call Y/N repeatedly, who had just made it outside the cafeteria door.

“Where were you?” Renjun asked her when she finally sat, and she sighed. “Sorry, I was daydreaming.” “Which is an acceptable excuse any other time, but after making me wait to pee and making the table wait to eat, it isn’t even remotely okay.”

“I’m sorry, I swear. I’ll go get my food.” Y/N got up to join the long queue, leaving Renjun to save the table for themselves and go hungry.

‘The things I do for someone I like..’

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Before they knew it, a week had flown by, and it had been a hectic week indeed. The first years had clubs to join, parties to throw, exams and quizzes and tests to pass, assignments to hand in, sleep to get, food to eat, fun to have, friends to make, but no time. The first ever party had already been thrown, but being the academic overachievers they were, Y/N and Niki had stayed back, leaving their friends to tell them each and every detail of the party.

“I don’t drink alcohol, ever.” Niki shrugged when his friends came back, and they sighed, “This wasn’t an alcohol party. We don’t do underage drinking. It’s not cool.”

“Oh. Well. Um. I had to study, we have a test coming up—“

“Save the lies, we had a bunch of Japanese majors in the party. And before you mention Sociology, we had Sociology takers too. You don’t take any other classes, so you find yourself in a sticky position right about.. now.” Jungwon told Niki, settling down on Niki’s bed. “Ugh, I hate you guys sometimes.”

“The feeling’s mutual, sometimes.” Sunghoon assured him, taking a seat next to Jungwon, on the bed.

“How was the party?” Niki asked, choosing to ignore the statement. “It was fun, but I saw the Dreamies without Y/N. I think you both are perfect for each other.” Sunoo commented casually, attempting to make his hair sit flat. “Yeah, no, don’t ever say that again.” Niki replied, a bit annoyed.

“Okay then. Anyway, I’m going to go, I need my sleep.” Sunoo said, leaving after waving everyone goodbye. One by one, everyone left Niki’s room, leaving him alone.

He scrunched his eyebrows, running a hand through his hair.

“Shit, are we perfect for each other?”

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A similar showdown went on in Y/N’s room, where the boys had gone after the party. After assuring Y/N that they had never consumed alcohol, ever, they proceeded to tell Y/N that Niki hadn’t been at the party either. Haechan made the grave mistake of stating that Y/N and Niki were perfect for each other.

“Bye, Haechan. I hope you lose your way home and step on a Lego.”

“I’m just pointing out what’s obvious.” Haechan shrugged, leaving the room without another word after seeing the look on Y/N’s face. Eventually everyone left, and Y/N sighed.

“We can’t be perfect for each other, right? Shit, are we?”

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

After that conversation with their friends, the two enemies went from enemies to just plain awkward. Their friends’ words repeated in their heads like a mantra, and took up a fair amount of space in their minds.

Another person who was haunted by the sentence was Renjun, who couldn’t shake the feeling that something would happen that would cause him to be forced to not like Y/N anymore.

In almost no time, midterms season began, and the two friend groups, Enha and the Dreamies immediately dispersed to study on their own. They had tried the method of group study, but declared it useless when they got their eleventh grade midterm results. The groups had decided to never speak of that day ever again.

Exams were hectic, but what was more stressful for Y/N and Niki was that one sentence said by two people but with the exact same words. Coincidence? They thought NOT.

The only time they properly spoke was when the midterms results came out. “Congratulations, Y/N.” Niki said, attempting to shake her hand but changing his mind halfway, using his stretched hand to rub his head instead. “Thank you, Riki.” Y/N replied, equally awkward. Their friends watched the little exchange, incredibly confused. Where were the backhanded insults?

They decided to investigate by themselves. Enha recounted their conversations with Niki, and the Dreamies recalled conversations with Y/N, trying to find anything weird. Eventually, the conversation came to the night of the party. They spoke about the sentence, and realized they had messed up big time.

“Woah, Sunoo, we’re a match made in heaven!” Haechan exclaimed, and Sunoo shuddered. “No offense, but I really don’t —“

“Oh, let me have my moment.”

They discussed the problem and concluded that they’d just have to wait it out.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

How long would they remain waiting, though? It was really getting rather boring. How could one sentence affect two enemies so deeply? Unless..

No, they couldn’t possibly be developing feelings for each other.

No.

Those were the thoughts in Renjun’s head, as he walked to pick up Y/N from class as usual. “Y/N, are you sure you still hate Niki? I haven’t heard you rant about him in months..”

“Of course I don’t like him. Anyway, what’s for lunch?”

Renjun didn’t miss the not-so-subtle conversation change, but didn’t comment for his own mental stability. If his long-time crush was crushing on her long-time enemy, he would rather die than know. “Ah, I think they have hotpot. But you know we shouldn’t risk it. What if it’s bad?”

“What if it’s good? I think taking risks is good. We didn’t have it last time but everyone loved it. Besides, it’s made by the Chinese Culture students, and I’m one of them. Don’t worry. And yeah, yeah, I haven’t tasted it.”

“Ah, fine. Just for you.” Renjun offhandedly commented, but didn’t realize the full extent of what he’d said until a few seconds later. But Y/N had already moved on, and his heart broke, just a little bit.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

It was the time of the year when the students would be assigned groups for their group projects that counted toward 40 percent of their grades, and Y/N had two groups to balance out. Unfortunately, as she had anticipated but hoped against, the person she was most awkward around, Nishimura Riki, was in her group for her Japanese project.

“So, what do you guys think we should do for the project? The professor has given us full freedom as long as we have a presentation.” Y/N gulped her personal life and put on her professional behavior. She never mixed work with personal stuff.

Their group consisted of Y/N, Riki, and two intermediate students: Kim Chaewon and Han Jisung.

“I feel like we can do a presentation on the fashion industry through the years!” Chaewon offered, and Han shrugged. “I’m fine with that topic, but I’ll have you know that I can’t speak on it. So I’m not going to present the topic, but I’m open to do the rest of the work.”

“That’s fine, Han. Riki, do you think the topic is fine?”

“Yes, I think it is.” Riki replied shortly, and the group sighed, relieved. “Well, we have the difficult part out of the way. So we’ll meet tomorrow and discuss the workload. We have a month, right? We can do this.” Y/N, the natural leader, said, and Han saluted her. “Okay. We have dance practice at our club, so we’ll take our leave, thank you!” Chaewon indicated herself and Han, and the two rushed out, as they were running late.

Which left the awkward pair together.

“So.. Y/N, do you have any ideas for the presentation? I’m bad at fashion, but I can try researching.”

“Actually.. I’m crap at fashion, too. But Chaewon is well known for her designs. She’s a fashion design major! But she minors in Japanese. Chenle was telling me she’s their professor’s favorite. So we’ll count on her for the design part. We can figure out the theme of the PowerPoint, and the history part. We can give the PowerPoint making part to Han, because he’s a tech whiz. We can research the history and pop-culture behind trends, and the backstory of the designs!”

Niki smiled at Y/N’s enthusiasm, causing Y/N to ask him what was up. “Nothing, seeing you enthusiastic makes me laugh.” Niki shrugged, opening up his laptop to start researching. What he saw out of the corner of his eyes was Y/N reddening slightly, and that made Niki grin to himself.

The start of things.

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“How did you find the group for your group project? Ours is incredible!” Renjun said, happy that he and Haechan were in the same group with other intellectual students.

“Yeah, I’m happy. Me, Niki, Chaewon and Han Jisung are in a group together!” Y/N said, smiling at Renjun.

“Wait. Hold on. Happy and Niki in one sentence? Did something happen?” “No, but Niki isn’t half bad when he isn’t being mean, you know?”

Renjun’s heart broke a bit yet again, but he didn’t say anything.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“So, hi guys. Han, we sent you a bit of research. Were you able to format it and add it to the presentation?”

“Yeah. I shared you guys the link, just check your mail. And I also added Chaewon’s sketches, so look over it. And who’s presenting?”

“Mostly Chaewon.”

“I’m happy.” The fashion major smiled, and got back to her sketches. “Anyway, this is a bit of a modern take on a kimono that a popular fashion designer created. I've texted you the designer’s details, Han. Just scan this sketch and add the details to the PPT, would you?”

“Yeah, sure, Chaewon. Y/N?”

Y/N, realizing she was caught, blinked herself back to reality. She had been staring at Niki, wondering why something had changed. She couldn’t put a finger on what had changed exactly, but she knew something was up with herself.

“What’s up, Han?”

“Could you just look up this guy’s Wikipedia page? Chaewon says they’re really popular, so I think we should add a slide for the person.”

“Okay, done. You got it.”

“Niki?”

Niki, also realizing he was caught, looked at Han. He had also been wondering what had changed between him and Y/N’s enmity “Yeah, Han?”

“Could you please help out Y/N? I need to finish this slide and get to class.”

“Right, okay.” Niki walked over to Y/N, grabbing a chair and sitting next to Y/N. “What do you need help with?” “Nothing, really. Just help me cut out unwanted information.”

And the group sat to work with each other, proving to be an excellent team. They knew who the professor’s favorites would be, starting next year.

Chaewon and Han ran off to their classes, leaving Niki and Y/N to continue their research. Since their schedules differed, Chaewon and Han worked whenever they could, and Y/N and Niki worked together whenever they could.

“Niki, I don’t mean to make things awkward, but don’t you get the feeling we’ve changed?” “Yeah, well, people change, Y/N—“

“You know as well as I do that that’s not what I meant.”

“Right.” Niki paused for a bit, and Y/N spun to look at him.

“Do you think it’s more awkward than it used to be between us?” Niki asked, and Y/N sighed. “Yeah, and we aren’t even enemies anymore. I would go as far as to say we’re.. friends?”

“Huh. Strange. I agree that it’s awkward, by the way. It’s just, Sunoo said something that spooked me.” “Funny. Haechan said something that creeped me out too.”

“Wait..”

“Sunoo said that we’re meant for each other, didn’t he.”

“Holy shit.” Niki’s eyes widened, and he immediately turned back to his laptop, leaving Y/N to contemplate her life, yet again.

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“Sunoo, why would you say that?”

Y/N had decided to personally pay a visit to Sunoo, who was extremely lost. “Ah, Y/N, unfortunately I say a lot of things, so unless you get specific..”

“About me and Niki being perfect for each other.”

“Ah.”

Sunoo quietly walked away, making Y/N run after him indignantly. “Oi! Just answer!”

“Obviously because you are perfect for each other. In fact, I’d be willing to bet you that Haechan is being harassed by Niki for the same reason that you’re harassing me about.”

“… I’ll call Haechan and ask him.”

Y/N obediently dialed Haechan, who picked up after some time. “Y/N, save me! Niki is running after me for God knows what!”

Y/N sighed and disconnected the call. “Fine, you win. But I don’t like him.”

“Yeah, you don’t.” Sunoo agreed, walking away. “Yet.”

Meanwhile, Haechan was hazardously running around campus while Niki chased him, shouting, “Get back here, Haechan! We need to talk!”

Eventually, the two boys were exhausted and so they stopped by a tree.

“Haechan, why’d you..” Niki half-heartedly laid on the grass, catching his breath.

“Why’d.. what..” Haechan asked, equally exhausted. “Why’d you tell Y/N..”

“What..?”

“That we’re perfect,”

“Ah.” Haechan sighed, sitting down next to Niki. “Look, you both have similar personalities and behavior. The two of you are smart, share the same friend groups and even majors, although Y/N is a double major. I’m sure teachers ship you privately, too. Not that it’s their business, but then again, most teachers make it their business to pair people who are beneficial to each other.” Haechan took a deep breath, tired.

“I see. But I wish you hadn’t. We’re awkward now. In fact, the only reason I confronted you is because we brought this up yesterday. It’s sort of a good thing, since we aren’t exactly enemies anymore, but we don’t exactly feel too comfortable around each other. But we see each other as friends, for the moment.”

“.. did you say for the moment? NIKI, DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH ON—“

“SHUT UP, HAECHAN!”

Things are in motion.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“Renjun, and Haechan, how’s your group project?” Y/N asked Renjun at the cafeteria table with the Dreamies. Haechan chose not to speak, instead stuffing his mouth full of rice cakes, leaving Renjun to answer. “Yes, it’s going great. I’m happy with our progress.”

“That’s great! Chenle, I heard from Chaewon that your group is doing amazing so far because that person dropped out. Do you find it fun?”

“Yes! Very much so. That person was annoying us. Thank God the professor realized it and kicked them off our group. Which reminds me. Jaemin, are you glad you’re working solo?”

“Yeah. Listening to my friends’ stories, I can’t help thinking my team projects can wait till second year. But Jeno is the luckiest. They don’t even have a group project in Year 1!”

“Yeah, we don’t. But then again, our major is difficult so.. we need balance.” Jeno said, pretending to levitate. The group laughed at him.

“Mark, how’s Journalism?”

“Eh.. I don’t know. I think I’ll switch majors. You guys remember when I used to compose songs, right?”

“OH, MY GOD! YES! PLEASE JOIN US!” Haechan swallowed his food instantly and clapped his hands together. Renjun nodded aggressively, and Mark grinned. “It’s decided then. I’m switching majors!”

The table cheered, making the cafeteria turn their heads. When they saw that it was the Dreamies, they went back to their food.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“Niki, Chaewon and Han won’t be joining us today. They have dance practice for two hours, so I asked them to give themselves a rest. We’re almost done, anyway.”

“Ah, that’s fine. I honestly wish we didn’t have to end this project. Working with you guys is so fun.” Niki replied to Y/N. The two were sitting together and researching for their concluding slide and speech, because ‘Two minds are better than one!’.

“Aww. I had fun working with you too.” Y/N replied, smiling at him. Riki hastily looked away, so that Y/N didn’t see him blush. ‘When did I start getting this way?’ He wondered silently. “Thanks!” He said out loud.

“You’re welcome!” Y/N grinned again, and looked back at her computer screen. ‘Jeez, he looks good today.’

“Um, Y/N, can I tell you something then leave? You don’t have to comment. You can just forget it.”

“Sure, go ahead. But now I’m scared. Do you have a grim secret that no one knows about?”

“Grim, yes, no one knows, no. Um. I… kind of like you?”

Niki got up robotically and walked out of the room.

“I like you too!” Y/N called after him, not realizing that he hadn’t meant it in a platonic way.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ LET’S REWIND!

. . . . . 🛁 [6th Grade]

“First place, Y/N L/N!” The host yelled into the mic, as Y/N walked up to the stage to collect her award. ‘Woah, she looks so pretty!’ Nishimura Riki thought to himself, watching his crush walk on stage. “Second place, Nishimura Riki!” The host called, and Riki walked on stage too, taking a place next to Y/N. “Ugh, did you cheat?” He asked her, rolling his eyes dramatically.

“No, I could ask you the same, though. Second place? Really?” She rolled her eyes back at him.

“Oh, please. Me? Cheat? Yeah, right. You’re just jealous.” Niki replied, smirking lightly. “No, you!”

“Okay, hush now, kids.” The host smiled kindly at the two nemeses, remembering her own time at school.

. . . . . 🛁 [9th Grade]

“Did you really kiss that idiot?” Niki confronted Y/N after school. “Come on, it was just a dare. Why do you care anyway?”

“I don’t.” Niki said out loud, but his heart screamed at him to tell her everything. ‘Yeah, I do care, because I’ve crushed on you for the past three years of my life!’

“This is a waste of my time.” Y/N walked away, leaving Niki alone with his feelings.

. . . . . 🛁 [10th Grade]

The snow was falling, and it was the first snow of the year. Niki was with his enemy by day, crush by night, Y/N.

“Y/N, I have something to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“I.. like you. A lot.”

“Aww! Niki, I like you too! In fact, let’s get married right now.”

Niki woke up, and smiled to himself. ‘You fool, if you don’t watch out, you’ll be in love with her and you won’t differentiate dreams versus reality.’

. . . . . 🛁 [11th Grade]

“Y/N, will you please keep quiet? You have done nothing but annoy me the whole class. You are an insufferable know-it-all.”

The teacher was one who was hated by the whole school, including the teachers. But the principal had no choice but to keep him in school, since he was on contract.

Y/N was being unfairly yelled at, but no one had the courage to help her out. Y/N had tears in her eyes that she was trying to desperately blink to eternal hell, but she was still being scolded.

“Sir, how can you yell at her for your mistakes? She isn’t your assistant. It was your duty to correct and grade our papers. Just because you forgot to do it doesn’t mean you take your anger out on innocent students.” Niki stood up, really annoyed.

Thanks to Niki, the whole class rose against the teacher, and he was put on unpaid leave.

“Thanks, Nishimura. I owe you one.” Y/N said after the issue.

They went back to being enemies.

She still owed him one.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ BACK 2 THE PRESENT!

“NIKI! Wait up!” Y/N had realized quite quickly that the statement was not platonic. However, Sir Nishimura The Bashful had made a run for it, and Y/N was on scouting mode.

“Niki! Wait.” After a bit of running, she found Niki about to run into the male toilets.

“What? You said I could make a run for it.”

“Look.. I don’t like you in that way. I’m not sure if I will. But things are changing between us. And.. I think I like the change. We’re friends, right? Right now, that’s all we’re going to be. I don’t want to give you even an inkling of hope. Because anything could happen. I’m sorry, Niki. If it’s too awkward, we’ll not hang out anymore. Let’s just finish the project.”

Niki smiled softly. “Y/N, relax. I will like you. My feelings will probably not change. And I’m sorry for being so mean all these years. It wasn’t good. It was toxic. I was trying to mask my feelings and ended up being mean. There’s absolutely no pressure on you. And why would there be? You don’t like me, it’s the end of the story. If you ever do, just know I’m right here. And I’m fine being friends. But I know you’ll find it awkward. So if you ever do, talk about it. Now, I will hide away in the bathrooms. Please do not find me. Thank you.”

Y/N watched as her sworn enemy-turned-liked melted away into the bathrooms, and sighed as she walked away, heart heavy, feeling dejected.

What she didn’t know was that Renjun had seen it all happen. And what she didn’t know was that Renjun’s heart was chipping away bit by bit.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“Ugh, I just wanna travel somewhere.” Y/N told Renjun, who had been uncharacteristically silent the whole day. It had been two days since the confession, and Niki and Y/N were just projectmates at the moment. “I want to too, but you know we’re busy. Just two more days, then we leave for break, and then we immediately have our exams. Time’s flying.”

“Right, I forgot about the break and exams. Is this the effect of university? Don’t answer that. How’s your project presentation? Is it done?”

“Yeah, it is. Knowing you and Riki, yours should be done too.”

“Yeah! Chaewon is presenting, so I don’t have to worry much. I’m helping Han present, and Nishimura will be helping Chaewon. So I’m just going to relax for now, and the Chinese project is super easy. I picked food culture, which is incredibly easy. My team is presenting tomorrow for Chinese, and Japanese is on the last day.”

“Great.” Renjun replied shortly. Y/N was left confused.

“Renjun, are you fine?”

“Great.” Renjun attempted a smile, which wobbled slightly.

“If you don’t wanna talk, fine. I’ll go.”

‘Don’t go.. I’m sorry.’

Was what Renjun wanted to say. Instead, he said, “Fine, I guess.”

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

Renjun was just a bit broken. But he would be fine, as always. He was used to the complete cold behavior that Y/N showed sometimes. She wasn’t often sentimental with him, and it seemed like she lacked emotions sometimes.

Renjun liked following his routine. He would wake up, brush his teeth, take a shower, get dressed, go downstairs, read the newspaper while he ate, remind himself not to think about Y/N, think about Y/N, shake his head and revise the previous day’s lessons, then leave. University wasn’t a clear-cut routine, so he went with the flow. The one thing that was routine was him picking Y/N up for lunch.

It was obvious that Nishimura Riki hated him, because Riki had already picked Y/N up for lunch.

‘He’s competition, alright.’

Renjun had to resort to walking with Haechan, who could be chatty sometimes (read: always). “How are things with Y/N?”

Renjun gasped as if he’d been electrocuted, clutching his heart. “How do you know? Only Mark knew!”

“What? I meant your friendship. Wait, what the fuck?”

“Haechan, do me a favor. Drop me in the ground. I’ll dig a hole for you. Please. All you have to do is watch me crawl then bury me.”

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

While Renjun was confessing to Haechan about his true feelings for Y/N, Niki was having fun with Y/N, annoying her so she would tell him her bias in Weak Boy Scouts, the world’s most popular boy band.

“Why are you asking?”

“Because I want to get to know you better. I’m kidding, I need blackmail material.”

“Ugh, screw you. My bias is T.”

“Woah. Mine’s G-sad. He’s an amazing dancer.”

“Yeah, that reminds me. Why didn’t you major in dance? You have a talent, and you’re passionate about it.”

“Well.. Japanese is my mother tongue, and I wanted to respect it. Besides, you were taking it too, so..”

“Wait, you gave up your passion so you could be in the same class as me?”

“No! That was just a bonus. Besides, I do dance. In classes. I work a part-time job at a dance studio, you know.”

“I did not know.”

“… The more you know?”

Y/N enjoyed getting to know Niki, because she was curious. After all these years of being enemies, she hadn’t realized that she and Niki really were eerily similar. Niki loved hotpot too, and Y/N promised to take him to the best hotpot restaurant in their town.

“Well, that was fun. But we have class now, so I’ll leave. You have Chinese next, right? Enjoy.” Niki smiled and waved, picking up his bag and leaving.

Y/N stared after him, wondering why and how everything had changed so drastically.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“Renjun, you’ve been avoiding me all these days.”

The Dreamies were having dinner together, since it was break and they hadn’t hung out in three days. The others took the dialogue as a cue to leave, and Renjun looked at Haechan and Mark pleadingly. They shrugged as if to say ‘You’re on your own, buddy,’ and left with the boys, crossing their fingers behind their backs.

“Nah, not really. You have been busy. With your new best friend, Riki.”

“Well, I’m allowed to have other friends. He’s not my best friend. You are, and you always will be.”

‘Ouch,’ Renjun thought. “Friend? He has a crush on you. Or maybe he’s in love with you. Friend? I think not.”

“Well, guess what? You’re wrong, Renjun. Friend. He’s a friend. I don’t know how you know about his crush on me, but we agreed to stay friends.”

“Ah, yeah right. You can’t be friends with your crush. Believe me, I’d know.”

And know he did. Even now, he had the urge to apologize over and over for instigating the argument. He never could stand when he argued with Y/N. But he had to stand his ground this time. He didn’t want to let go of what could possibly be his first love.

“You know what? I don’t want to have this conversation with you. I’m leaving. Don’t talk to me.”

“Y/N..” Renjun called after her, but she’d already left.

She’d left with a big chunk of his heart. What else could she possibly take?

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

Over time, Y/N and Renjun grew more distant, much to their dismay. They tried meeting, but it had become too awkward. And also over time, Niki and Y/N had grown closer, much to Renjun’s discomfort. He knew he was almost totally to blame, but a small part of him pined for Y/N and the fun they used to have.

‘No, Renjun. It’s time to move on,’ he shook himself, looking in the mirror, attempting to smolder.

‘Yeah, no, you’re in deep shit.’

On the other hand, Y/N did think about Renjun. But in a pissed off way, not in an emotional way. She discussed her problem with Niki, who suggested reaching out to him to discuss the problem.

‘How the hell did it come to this? Me, asking Nishimura Riki, for help?’ She mentally slapped herself, looking at Niki as he explained to her.

“So, you should ask him to talk and discuss your little argument. How is he jealous of you spending time with Chaewon?”

Y/N hadn’t been completely honest, but what option did she have?

“Anyway, my point is that you should reach out to him first. He’s probably trying to do the same but doesn’t have the guts. So show him who’s more courageous. It’s a power move, for sure.”

Y/N sighed at the prospect of confronting Renjun. She wished it was easy, but it wasn’t. “Thanks, Niki. I appreciate it.”

She immediately shot a text to Renjun, who was debating whether to reply immediately or save his ego.

“Yeah, he said he’ll meet me after his classes.”

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“Y/N, look. I’m sorry. I’m an idiot. Of course you can hang out with Niki. It’s your life. I'm nobody. Enjoy. And this isn’t sarcastic or bitter or anything negative. I’m being honest. I didn’t take the first step this time, but I’m sorry for that.”

“I’m sorry too, Renjun. I know that you meant the best for me. But I trust that Niki will respect me and my boundaries if he likes me that much. So don’t worry, and we’ll hang out more often. I could never forget you at all. You’re my best friend, and have been since the fifth grade.”

And so they made up, no matter how bad the apologies were or how bad the argument had been.

Things will never be the same.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

Time flew, and it was finals season. Students everywhere were falling ill due to the stress, and the university’s nurse’s office was overwhelmed by the number of students complaining of a variety of illnesses. “Jeez, you would think we’re the only doctors in the city.” The nurse complained to Y/N, who had accompanied Niki to the nurse because he was feeling feverish.

“Yeah, you’re running a fever, kid. A high one, at that. A whopping 103 degrees. What have you been doing?”

“Studying..” Niki replied hoarsely, and the doctor sighed. “Stay in the office, I’ll get the nurse to arrange a bed for you. I’ll give you medicines in a few minutes, there are students I have to treat. I swear, kids these days..”

The doctor trailed off, wiping her forehead as she greeted a horde of students.

“Ah, Niki, why do you do this to yourself?” Y/N sighed, staring at Niki.

“Your phone’s ringing,” Niki ignored her, looking at her phone. “Yeah, I’ll pick it up.”

“Hello?”

“Hey, it’s Renjun. You busy?”

“Kind of. What’s up?”

“I needed a favor, I’m feeling slightly cold, do you mind dropping in? My parents aren’t in town, and I needed someone’s opinion.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t.. Can you get someone else to come?”

“… You were my first contact, but sure. Thanks a lot, Y/N.”

Y/N sighed, shutting her phone off. “Who was it?”

“No one, Niki, just rest.”

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

“This kid has a fever of 104 degrees, what’s happening to kids? I swear.”

Y/N looked up from her phone to see Renjun being rushed into the doctor’s office by Mark and Jisung. “He’d collapsed, but he said something about calling you before he fell?” Mark asked, bewildered.

‘What the fuck?’ Y/N was in shock, but she masked it. “He had called me, but I was with Niki.. so..”

“Where are his friends? I thought you and Renjun were best friends—“

“Hey, just because we’re best friends doesn’t mean there are other people that I can just ditch.”

“Sounds like you’re prioritizing a bit weirdly. Do you have a crush on Niki or something? Because that’s definitely an unacceptable excuse for ditching your best friend of more than 8 years.”

“Shut up, Mark. I’ll apologize later.”

‘Argh, Y/N, how many more apologies can you offer someone with a broken heart?’ Mark groaned to himself, staring at Renjun’s feverish face.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

Many students had to postpone their final paper, but it had all been done and dusted. The teacher from Y/N’s old school had called her to talk about the improvement in her relationship with Niki, which she found strange.

“Anyway, the teacher was happy. Did the teacher call you too?”

“Yeah, pretty much the same thing.” Niki answered, grinning.

The students of Zephyr University were on break, and boy, did they plan on having fun.

Much to Y/N’s disappointment, Renjun had not accepted her shabby apology, but had sighed and conceded after a week of not speaking to her. Now, he was in China like he’d wanted to go the previous year, and her only hope was Niki.

“Niki, if I told you I liked you right now, what would you do?”

It had been a light question, but the look on Niki’s face told Y/N that he had taken it much more seriously than she had assumed he would.

“Why, do you?”

“Well.. I do enjoy being with you, and I think I’ve prioritized you over a lot of stuff, and you are quite attractive, but.. actually, I don’t know. Maybe I do like you.”

“Woah. If you do, I’d say that I’m happy and say that I’d ask you out after we finish our second year.”

“And I’d say okay.”

“Woah.”

“Woah, indeed.”

Y/N smiled. She wasn’t sure if she liked him the way he did, but she did know that she was falling for him day by day. And she told him that, wanting to have a clean slate from the very beginning.

That was where it all started. And ended.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

What started, you may ask? Chaos. Like turning to love. The enemies dating, and rumors flying.

What ended? Ha, what a great question. Y/N’s friendship with Renjun? Nope.

Quite far off. Everyone noticed it happening slowly. But they didn’t want to jinx it. Their academic rivalry was gone, and so was Renjun’s sanity!

“Mark! How the hell did they end up falling for each other? I’m dying to know here!” Renjun fanned himself aggressively with a hand fan he had to buy for the summer heat in China. He was currently with Mark, trying to figure out what he did wrong.

“Oh, I don’t know. The two of them are attractive, smart, quite well off, fun, likable, friendly, funny. What’s not to like?”

Renjun groaned, slumping in his seat. “It’s too late, Renjun. You’re not ever going to confess, are you?” Mark asked him.

No, Renjun decided not to. He would get over it all by himself. He had no choice but to. If Y/N was happy, so was he. And if it meant that she had to be happy without him, so be it. He would do whatever it took to get over her. And if he never found happiness without her, he would have to be satisfied with being friends.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

Y/N and Niki started dating after their second year of university, as Niki had promised they would. They graduated two years later, with their friends by their side. They stopped at a bachelor’s degree, and now the two of them work as translators.

Mark and Haechan completed their bachelor’s degree, and went on to become a singer-songwriter duo that reached the stars with every song they released. People worldwide loved the Lee duo, and no supporter matched the energy of their friends.

Jeno went on to study for his master’s in veterinary sciences, and became a popular veterinarian. Animals loved him, and his favorite animals to treat were Samoyeds.

Jaemin became an artist, and had a museum dedicated to him and his artwork. He was well known for being the 21st century’s Pablo Picasso. His art was known for having a bunny drawn in the art as some part of it.

Chenle became a fashion designer for his own label, which held the ranks that companies like Prada, Dior, Chanel, were known for. His designs were known for being fresh, light and themed, with something new and key in each of his designs.

Jisung became one of the world’s most famous choreographers and dancers, and also taught dance to students who were willing to learn from him. He traveled all over the world to spread his joy for dancing, but always made sure to keep time aside for his friends.

Renjun became a singer, who composed his songs by himself. The Lee Duo and Renjun collaborated often, and the lyrics of their first song together became viral for the relatability and sadness, while the beat went viral for giving a club-like, fresh energy.

—————— /ᐠ - ˕ -マ

[DAISY.] Released by Huang Renjun ft. The Lee Duo

Prod. MARK

Performed by Huang Renjun and HAECHAN

Written by Huang Renjun

My first love, you were like a daisy

Soft and tender, so why’d you drive me so crazy?

You were my one-sided love that hurt forever

We used to be best friends, but you probably don't call me that anymore

If you’d call me now, I’d run to you whenever

For you and I, for you and I

You never loved me but I’ll always wonder what could’ve been in store

I’d run to you in the blink of an eye

For you and I, for you and I

I’ve loved you so much, no, I can’t lie

For you and I, you and I

Our time was a fresh breeze in July

For you and I, you and I,

My first love, you were like a daisy

A daisy like you I’ll never find

Are your memories of me now hazy?

My love that never worked out in the end

We used to be best friends, but you probably won't call me that anymore

I swore to maintain our friendship instead

For you and I, for you and I

You never loved me but I’ll always wonder what could’ve been in store

I’d run to you in the blink of an eye

For you and I, for you and I

I’ve loved you so much, no, I can’t lie

For you and I, you and I

Our time was a fresh breeze in July

For you and I, you and I,

And then I’ll remember our times together

A daisy like you I’ll never find

The feelings I had for you, so tender

Sometimes the what ifs get to me

But oh, never mind, never mind

I wish I could set myself free

A daisy like you I might someday find

And I promise to take care of it like I did

Goodbye, my daisy, be alright.

To you, my daisy, goodbye I bid

Never mind, never mind,

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THE END.

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